"I slid my hand up her stockinged thigh until my fingers were close to massaging her private areas, very gently of course, tickling her hairy mound un...er her silk and linen. I watched her eyes widen a bit as I sipped my tea and fingered her. She smiled and wiggled as I opened her lips and sought her tiny prick in its deep folds."Perhaps we could get to know each other better," I suggested, prodding her persistently with a knuckle at about her midline. Feeling her surge toward my prying fingers,. “Bob did. I was behind the curtains in the dining room, but it must have been too obvious because I was the second woman back here.”Further conversation was interrupted when another couple returned. We soon worked out that only Steve and Helen were missing. I did think there might be a problem because if Helen had found a good hiding place then we could all be stood around like spare parts. I really was impatient to find out what the woman had in mind, because it seemed obvious to me that. You look up into my eyes with a smile on your face. I slowly walk you to the bedroom as I know your in pain and I open the bedroom door for you as you notice a candles lit with some music and a nice open fire place I turn you around to face me eye to eye as I tell you just how beautiful you are and amazing you are with a smile back at you as I kiss your sweet lips as I look into your eyes I very slowly and passionately undress you to nothing as you feel the passion of my finger tips run down. She can feel him grow in her hand and she squeezes him. He pulses when he feels her squeeze. His hand is now rubbing her deep on her inner thigh, she moves forward in her chair and looses her breath as he reaches her. She looks at him and mouths something and then excuses herself. Her knees are week as she gets up to leave. When she gets in the hallway, she leans against the brick wall to catch her breath, the coldness of it helps her relax. His touch always makes her completely weak. She could.