” She reached out and ran her hand slowly and gently up Steve’s thigh, pressing a little harder than he did on her. “Like, how firm your… l...g feels beneath the cloth.”“That’s it.” Steve managed to get the words out, feeling firmer than he had in a long time. “Certainly looks like you’re getting the hang of it.”Amy continued her hand’s journey much further up his thigh than he expected until, her fingertips were no more than a half-inch from his erection. She looked down and could. Saturday was a long day, he took her out in a car borrowed from a friend and they had a fine day sailing at a local reservoir, each on one of those one day courses run by the local sail training club.She however had taken his advice and worn just what he had told her, no underclothes, just the three items he had suggested expecting it to be one of the sexual adventures! The odd splash of the water from the boat had soon made her tea shirt into a see through wet tea shirt, to her. In stead of going by bus , I waited and Vinay braked bike . I sat behind him.. and after he drove few kms ..i sat with both legs on both side, I pressed my pelvis to his hip, crossed my hand across his waist…” Bibi kee choot itni mast hai…kee randi ko bhul gaya…” I said aloud and pressed breast on his back..“Mut karo ..accident ho jaayegaa….” He said ,“Mai kya kar rahi hun….” I pressed chuchi harder on his back. …” Bahut kadak hai…” he had feel of tight breast …“Kya ..kadak hai bahanchod…” I. "So much to do to, like, make you a puffect bimbo sexretary slut.C'mon, honey, git!"And once more she kicked her foot into the creamy, home grown flesh.The two women were the only ones left in the room. The machine that had spawned the pink haired bimbo stood silently at the centre. All the scientists, assistants, sexy nurses and giggling bimbos had left.So had Fink and the huge brute with the awesome cock.The girl — who had no need to know that she once was the brilliant witch Willow - groaned.