Mimì walked slowly back towards Daphne, her eyes fixed on her cock, her face exuding fascination and lust. Halting in front of her, she wordlessly �... perhaps mindlessly – reached down, and grasped her dick with both hands.Of course, Daph began to sing: she always does when she’s horny. This time – cheeky bitch! – it was “Che gelida manina, se la lasci riscaldar” – “Your tiny hand is frozen, let me warm it…” But by the time she got to “Al buio non si trova” – “You’ll not find it in the dark,” the. Im being pushed back in to catch the trickle. This is when I realize Susan is rubbing her clit with her index and middle fingers. I never paid a lot of attention to my wifes friends. That has changed. I am now the keeper of their most intimate secrets. Funny how wrong you can be about people. Take Helga. A fifty year old German spinster, tall and wiry, secretary to the senior partner of an important law firm. I have never seen her as much as smile. The look in her eyes reminds me of my old math. Her small breasts teased as they floated, puffed out like robins ready to find a mate. She was a lightly freckled redhead with light curls that draped down to her shoulders and a small nose that made her wide, pleasing face look even more innocent. Her bright, baby blue, latex body suit was a special issue to differentiate the class of officers holding a scientific post, but it was similarly lined with 2-inch stripes, colored black.Behind and slightly above Command Deck was the Security and. Then I would move my lips up to your mouth and begin to push my tongue into your parting lips. My hands would be around the back of your head, pushing us closer and closer whilst our tongues explored all around each other's mouths. Then my hands would drop down to your torso and would begin to feel their way around, tugging at your clothing and trying to find a way in. They would slide under your shirt, massaging your back as we carried on kissing passionately. Soon you would be topless, and my.