We were soaked! I recommended that she call her folks and say she was spending the night because she had been drink. That actually went over well, and...they were happy she was being responsible. Walking in freezing and soaked I told her if she wanted to take a hot shower I could get her some warm dry cloths. While she showered I got her a hoody, and some sweatpants. After we both cleaned up and dryer off, we now had the whole rest of the night since she was staying. She had commented how good. The next garment on the table was a string bikini of infinitesimal pieces of tangerine colored plastic, lined with a satiny fabric. It concealed absolutely nothing. I felt like I was a billboard for a house of ill repute as I headed for the runway, knowing what was waiting for me. She had her card out already, anticipating my walk, since she already knew what the next item on the program was. She winked and handed me the card, and I thought for a minute, there was going to be a cat fight when a. A rapid series of nibbles and bites swarms over her butt, urgent in its action and almost painful to her. I spin her around and again use my teeth to pull down the front of her knickers, exposing the smooth-shaven peach-like pussy beneath. My fingers grip her buttocks firmly, kneading each cheek while my face pushes hard into the vee at the top of her thighs, tongue forcing between to taste her lips, desperately searching for her stiff clit. Instinctively her legs open wider and my firm wet. Spreading them open with her manicured fingers. She caressed and rubbed at herself. She made herself wet. It didn't take her long. It never did. When she needed to sleep and rest, Darling would often turn to masturbation. She knew how to please herself, be it with fingers or toys. She took her hands and squeezed her nipples through the sheer material. They hardened, dark nubs visible under the bra. She loved playing with her own nipples. It turned her on. She sat on the edge of the bed, leant.