Jenny had pulled my foreskin down as far as it would travel, holding it there by grasping the base of my cock (I was liking that word a lot now). She ...ook it deep in her mouth till her lips met her fingers. She wasn’t bobbing her head like before; she made no vertical movement but was rubbing and lapping her tongue against my glans and exposed inner flesh of my shaft. The feeling was overwhelming; I thought I had been transported to Nirvana. (Not that Nirvana, RIP Kurt, I still miss you. My. Jane smiled and looked at her feet."That's not the only thing I haven't got," she cried, "my only wig got ruined!"Marie laughed, "Put some clothes on and I think I can help!"Jane walked into the spare room and carefully selected a red bra and panty set from the underwear she had examined in the cases, and stepped into the panties. She held up the bra and realised with horror her false breasts were still lying on the bathroom floor of John's flat! Despondent she was about to call for Marie when. He worked on the lumbar region and proceeded upper by giving me an excellent back massage. I was truly impressed – a massage without oil or any contraband, which I usually used to receive.His reflexes were excellent. Somehow, I felt, the eroticism was not there which I was looking for. I did not want to say that to him either since I had some surprises by him and was waiting for that one move which would trigger shock waves in my body.While all these thoughts were running in my mind, Nish lay. We both moaned with pleasure, I wrapped my hands around his neck as I began to move pushing him deeper inside me until I had all I could take of him. He caressed my breasts as we moved together my nipples were hard from his teasing. For a moment I lost myself in my own pleasures then realizing he was still there I concentrated on his muscular body and how hard it felt to my touch. I could feel a bead of sweat run down between my breasts. My robe was wide open but I still wore it, his hands.