He rubbed the very tip of her nipple and back arched as she realised he was rubbing an ice cube on them. He began tracing lines up and down her body, ...s she struggled and flexed. Then he stopped to whisper into her ear. "Do you need it? Do you need that pussy filling?" He whispered so quietly. "Yes, yes, please fuck me she panted!" He removed his clothes and straddled her chest. He moved forward, leaving the tip of his rigid cock in front of her mouth. She ached her head forward to suck it. " While I packed up, Jillian took a few photos of the bridge with her Leica, then turned the lens on me. Photographers seldom make good subjects. Stiff and self-conscious, I was no exception. But Jillian had a way of putting me at ease. She praised the color of my eyes, the luster of my unruly brown hair, my slim physique. When I finally settled into a pose that pleased her, she rewarded me with a smile that burned brighter than the mid-day sun. As I walked behind her on the beach, Jillian's. I couldn’t imagine why. After a few moments I lowered her dress down even further. I avoided catching her panties on the way down. I pushed that elastic to her ankles and watched her step out of it. My face was resting against her thigh, my ear was tickling her buttocks, and I could smell her sweet perfume. I knelt down so that I could press my nose into her panty-covered butt crack and reach around to stroke her public mound. She cooed softly then she had an orgasm and I had hardly even. I have the books they used in my Swedish for Immigrants class. We can work through those during the second half of lunch after we finish eating. As for pointers, well, the most important thing I can tell you is to be a nice guy. It will pay big dividends with the girls.”“Speaking of girls, Steve, Mary is, well, crazy!”“Don’t I know it! Are you doing OK? These last couple of weeks have been a pretty big change in your life.”“That’s true!” he chuckled. “I was really surprised when Mary asked me.