As I went lower, my hand rode higher to her side pelvis. I traced her collarbone with my lips, giving each shoulder and light peck (same as one would ...hen giving a French greeting). The smell of her perfume filled my mind like a pink fluffy cloud. My hands began its way up to her hips, massaging her curves. My mouth could taste the saltiness of her flesh as I started down her cleavage, burying my cheeks between her soft ample breasts. I began kissing her breast, circling from her underboob to. She began to ride him as she pushed her breasts into his face, smothering him as she rode him. She wanted to take him to the very edge of pleasure. Jon’s days of fantasizing over Miss Spencer were over. His dreams had become reality. His hard on was raging now, the pleasure a deep burning desire as he groaned in ecstasy. Jon could only just breath as Nancy's breasts squished around his face, her tender flesh closing his nostrils as his cock slipped in and out of her soaking wet cunt. “Ooooah!. I cook too. But I probably eat far too much cereal and take-out." I've been craving a steak on the grill for some time now. I hope you don't mind." Not at all; I love steak."He had removed his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the curls of hair that dusted his firm chest. She followed him out to the beautiful hand-thrown brick patio that overlooked his pristine lawn. With his sleeves rolled up, exposing his sculpted arms, he began to cook their dinner. She had never thought much of a. Is that understood?”“Yes sir,” both girls chimed together in unison.“All right then, go ahead and kiss.”“Uh ... okay,” Coral responded as Rita moved close to her once more.Both girls pursed their lips forward and then pressed them against the other’s cheek, almost what Roberts thought of as an air kiss, like European relatives gave to each other. “No, not like you’re greeting your great aunt at a funeral. A real kiss.”Both girls turned towards each other again, this time pressing their lips.