I slowly swung open the door, watching Amanda's face intently. She didn’t stir, so I motioned Matt into the room. He crept over to her and stood nex... to her head clutching his cock through his shorts. Walking to the foot of the bed I saw that Amanda's pussy lips showed clearly between her smooth, spread thighs and I could see a hint of moisture there. I motioned Matt to come and look and he reacted, carefully avoiding Amanda’s right knee, and joining me at the foot of the bed for a good view.. She was actually very nice, just not very cooperative."If you were me and wanted information about James Smiley, where would you go?" I asked."Well, he and Barbara had words, when she left to get married. I'm not sure what it was about, but it might be of interest to you." So what is her full name, and where do I find her," I asked."Her name is Barbara Reece now and she works for an insurance agency these days. Reece and Holifield, I think it is," she said."Sounds like she owns the place," I. It doesn’t sting or burn as do some I’ve tried. Anyway, I begin by reclining almost fully; my head rests on the arm of the sofa so that I can watch myself. I place a rather ornate hand mirror at the end of the sofa, angled just so that I can see my centre of pleasure. I pour a small amount of oil over my breasts and set the bottle aside on the small mahogany table by the sofa. Now with both hands I begin to spread the oil around and over my breasts. I take as long as is necessary to make my. (Our community lagged in this.) Recently we started writing stories together, for personal amusement and foreplay.One story I wrote early on was a couple at a ‘clothing optional’ tropical beach resort for a week. A rule prohibited sex anywhere outside while the sun was visible. During the trip the couple met three other couples they got along with. Some of the group disrobed completely the first day. Others took longer. By the third day the husband was overjoyed to watch his wife and a new male.