Immediately Lisa asked what happened and I told her Jason was coming over. She acted like she was a little disappointed, but I could tell she was happ.... I told her that she might want to put on something sexy because he had been arguing with his wife and may need to be cheered up. She half-heartily told me no, but then agreed that she should at least “fix herself up a little”. While Lisa was in the room changing, the doorbell rang and Jason had arrived. He came with a case of beer and we began. My panties are soaked, I can feel the matted hair between my legs. I want to touch myself, to touch you, but I’m afraid to move.”Let me show you how you make me feel. If I make you feel the same way, then…”Your hands go to your breasts and start slowly to caress them, kneading the flesh, your fingers circling the aureoles and then pulling at your nipples, stretching them, pinching them. I hear your sighs, I see your eyes close and your head roll back. Your tongue licks your lips as your hands. " It was dark outside and my reflection was very clear.After a few beats, I could see Melissa's hands cupping the bra in the reflection. Her lips were nearly touching my ear, "You need stuffing but you look Hot!" Her body was pressed against my backside, my erection grinding into the counter. Her breath was hot on my skin as her hands slipped under the bra cups and her fingers played with my nipples. I could feel her pelvis grinding into my ass as she pressed harder against me. I felt her teeth. She has opined within herself that Unni’s hand must have some role to play in tickling her sensation in such vigorous manner. Obviously, while thinking about the ticklish feeling that she is enjoying and trying to reason out the cause, Anita mechanically follows Unni’s appeal to move up the bed and nods her head in affirmation to the application of any cream on her feet. Anita is a hairy woman. She has fine silky hair down her legs and up on her thighs. Those hairs are sparsely knitted on her.