I felt your wetness, felt you quiver a little, rubbing yourself forward and backward on my fingers under you. Moaning softly, you pushed down harder o... my fingers as they began exploring and caressing. God I was hard, so hot, so very very swollen. Still you did not stop, now using two hands, rubbing the warm baby oil all over it. God this was so much heaven. I was near to exploding. Then, you knelt up, and straddled over me. I could see the glistening wetness of your waiting pussy, as you held. Tammy wasn’t just feeling my pussy, she was rubbing it, more of finger fucking me, causing a moan to unwillingly escape my mouth, she smiled, looking me straight in the eyes, lowering her head towards mine, she placed a couple of quick kisses over my lips, then our lips met and were glued together in a long passionate kiss, allowing our tongues to circle around each other mouth, her hand was still over my pussy doing a lot more than just feeling, she was making my pussy leaking wet, and she. “Hey, this nutbar gave you one of Grandpa’s silver coins, yeah?”“Do you want it back?” Elizabeth hoped. She stuffed her hand in one of the pockets of her little black apron. The coin rolled under the tip of her ring finger. She pulled it into her fist but she couldn’t bring herself to take it out.“No, I’m not gonna renege on that kinda thing.” Owen said softly. He looked guilty, a little bit excited. The guilt was consumed as the excitement grew. “Wanna hear something funny?”“Sure, alongside. ‘Mine are little and hard and my nipples are tiny. I don’t even need a bra, I don’t know why I bother. I’m going to get breast implants…’ I looked at her inquiringly. Her breasts were firm and lovely, and no smaller than mine for that matter. ‘I think maybe you should take your bra off and check again,’ I said. ‘Let’s just do a side by side comparison.’ Hesitantly she unfastened her brassiere and let it drop to the floor. Her breasts were heart-breakingly lovely, firm and high, as if carved.