I will sit here and read aloud what I have writen."You streach out on your back before Me your feet toward Me , you raise your knees and place your ha...ds behind your head. You hear My voice as you lay there each word taken in , the events of the day at the shop. your hand moves from your head to your breasts and down to your sex as each word writen here starts to unfold before your eyes. your other hand grasps your breast and holds it tightly as your thumb strokes the nipple as I say outloud. The beer was working on her. she got too aroused by my kiss and she started to respond. I pulled her upper lip with mine and started biting it. she started to breathe heavily and she tightened her grip on me. My dick was hard and it was longing to come out of my shorts. I slowly started to play with hair running my fingers along the hairs. Now my other hand was on her waist and I pinched her. She let out a small moan which was making me horny. We break up our kiss and both were gasping for air.. As he did this he ran the towel over her breasts and gave them alittle squeaze.to his surprise Britney didnt pull away or leave. so he did it again, this time really feeling her up. she moaned alittle and he kept going. he dropped the towel and started rubbing her tits with his hands. he leaned in and kissed her. Britney kissed him back and took off her wet shirt. Jeffrey started sucking on her breasts as he played with them. he then reached down and started to rub her pussy. Britney was. He was a few years older than Julia - a little wiser and a lot more tolerant. He knew she would learn in time and just hoped it would not be too painful for her. He loved her more deeply every time he looked at her and every time he thought about her. The prospect of any kind of humiliation visiting her frightened him a great deal. He would do anything to protect her from that. ... It was half past six in the morning. A nude Julia and Beatrice, newly returned from London, had just finished.