Then we prepared to go shopping. It was unusually warm for a November andwe all chose to wear miniskirts. Wendy and Harriet chose tights but I ofcours... had to wear stockings and suspenders. Since the accident,sensations had been returning steadily to my rosie. By the beginning ofNovember my rosie had started responding to the slightest touch and eventhe caress of silky panties or high gloss shiny tights could set her off.The gentle caress of the softest, silkiest panties could reduce me to. She kisses my shoulder, massages my breasts and plays with my nipples. I roll over to face her and kiss her sinking my hand into her curls as our bodies rub together and my laced legs rub against her bare skin. In a heartbeat I’m on top of her kissing down her belly button and inhaling the smell of her sweet pussy. “OOOOooooooo……” she moans as I slide my tongue inside her pussy gliding it around all that’s pink as she grips my hair tight sitting up watching me and rolling her hips. “Shit! Have. Then he carried me in his strong muscular arms, placed me on my bed, and took off his underwear.Please do read the complete story.He took his dick in his fist and said,“Chahat, see this monster. It has wanted to taste your lips and pussy and ass since the day it saw you.”Hello Old Friends! Your favorite writer (I guess) is back with another of her sex episode of a Tinder hookup that will leave you wanting more. I thank you all wholeheartedly for appreciating my stories so much. It is because of. “Mmmnn, that’s better, I don’t know if I should smoke the damn thing or use it to keep warm, I’m bloody freezing, if I thought It would stay alight I’d try to light a fire.” As if to underline that we might be here a while a distant rumble of thunder echo around the hills,a fair way off but not a good omen, I could get a fire going, but wasn’t happy about doing it indoors, there was plenty of dry timber kicking around to burn, It might be o.k to light one near the door so any smoke would go.