You unclip it, and I let it fall to the floor. I pull you close again, and our bare chests push against each other. You hold my hip with one hand and ...troke my silky, hazel-brown hair with your other. I take off my round glasses and set them aside as you guide me to your bed.The zephyrs blow against the windows as I sit down on the bed, you standing in front of me. I look up at you, pulling my skirt off, before leaning forward to undo your pants. I let your jeans fall to the floor and I smile. She then slid her panties down her legs and jumped on the bed, lying on her back next to me.I turned on my side to take in the sight, her breasts standing proudly off her chest with just a touch of sag from gravity pulling them back towards the bed and a neatly groomed but full brown bush pointing down to plump lips that were glistening with her juices, betraying her arousal. She spread her legs and said, "You like?" Once again, I found myself mutely nodding and I may have even drooled just a. If I enjoyed it, great, if not it didn't matter. Similar to my present the night before I was like a kid at Christmas, I wanted to see what Mike had got for me. There were three outfits in the wardrobe as well as some shoes, make up and a further black box that looked interesting. I decided to try on the skin tight pink dress, I don't know what it is called in the shops, but I will describe it. It was baby pink, skin tight and stretchy, it had straps over my shoulders that were thin and a slit. She knew which perfume to wear. I felt good and happy.The next thing I knew is that we were on the sofa and I was embracing her passionately and telling her how lovely she was. The I kissed the side of her face and moved my lips and kissed her there. She kissed me back and I also felt her hands touching my legs. I was flat on my back on the sofa and she was on top of me undoing my belt and pulling my trousers and underwear back. She was far more experienced than me. She had her knickers off in.