The circles Frederik made with his finger became smaller and smaller until he eventually reached Sandra's nipple. He let his finger go around the edge...of it, and he could feel how this made Sandra tremble. And as his fingers continued to circle, brushing gently around her nipple, Sandra's nipple ring constantly flipped up and down. Sandra let out a sigh from contentment when she felt how Frederik took her nipple between two fingers and started to pinch it, oh so softly.Now and then, he. Our kiss intensified, feasting at one another’s mouth, our bodies reacted to the chemistry between us. My nipples harden and his manhood started to fill. His mouth moved to my nipple, taking it into his mouth he began to nibble on it, sending electrical shocks throughout my body. Moaning I arched my back to give him full view of my full breasts. He moaned, reaching a hand up and cupping one of my breasts, rolling the nipple between his fingers, while sucking on the other nipple. I reached my. I have followed your exploits in the war with much interest!" There was a trace of an English accent there. Much more fluent than Van Pelt, though. An educated man. "I'm glad to meet you, doctor.", he replied, suddenly very tired of his hero reputation. "The war is behind us all, now. I've been trying to think ahead, but the memories persist I'm afraid!" "Yes! It was very tragic. It must have been difficult for you. And you are so young, too!" The tall, haughtily beautiful, dark haired woman. I have no problem with my wife’s ‘B’s’ but… ‘Big-Un’s’ certainly get your attention? I closed the window curtains thinking… ‘Where were chicks like that when I was 16? Two weeks later, ( Wife away again,) This wicked little thing is out there on a Saturday, barbecuing away in ‘Daisy-Duke’s’ and a crop top VERY see-through. I was making scrambled eggs, and burnt toast, and a South wind brought to my nose the essence of ribs in hot sauce. Arghh! Ever feel your being.