I ran my finger from her ear down her neck to her shoulder. Jen took a deep breath and let it out all the way.Then with my palm up I ran a fingernail ...ently across her collar bones and down almost to her breasts. She wasn't resisting."I don't know," she hoarse whispered, but she let my fingers trace the outline of her nipples. She was breathing deeply.I took her hand and placed it over my breast. It was clear she'd never felt another woman's chest, but she started rubbing me there.My hand. "Big enough to make you limp after you do it with him?" I ... I don't know how to answer that," Cindy replied"Well ... I mean ... compared to other guys," Betty urged. "Among all the guys you've had, how did he rate?" Other guys?" Cindy asked meekly."OH! MY! GOD! He was your first, wasn't he!?" Betty screamed accusingly. "You gave the old perv your cherry, didn't you? You gave the fucking old man your virgin cunt, didn't you!?" I ... um..." What a fucking SLUT!" Betty ranted. "Keep your ass. "Standing to remove her jodhpurs, with Mike on his knees, her pierced navel was at his eye level, glinting prettily in the sunlight. He ran his hands up her thighs and fumbled with the clasp at the waistband of her trousers. He couldn't resist licking her flat, tanned tummy and running his tongue around her belly button as he eased the tight pants down over her narrow hips, revealing tiny, lacy, pink panties. As his tongue swept lower his teeth caught on the flimsy knickers and he pulled them. “I don’t want to sound weird, ma’am,” I said sheepishly, “but I will remain hard as long as your thighs are around my face and I can maintain control indefinitely, for as long as your pleasure continues.” “Based on your enthusiasm last time, I think I can believe you,” she said, seemingly convinced. She stood and took my hand and turned towards the bedroom. “Shall we?” she asked sweetly. I nodded and when we reached the bedroom, she slipped her arms around my neck and waited for a kiss. I did.