It should be simple; all it needs do is convey Melissa's sublime beauty whilst emphasising that she is nice with a capital N. But all I have is words,...so how do I capture the shimmering of her hair in dappled sunlight, or the movement of her yoga pant clad buttocks, or the soft curve of her pubis that seems an invitation to explore the hidden pleasures below? How do I convey the soft honey glow of her skin or the entrancement of her fluttering eyelashes or the defined bump of her unfettered. Doing so our cheeks were touching and I could feel her blushing. Pulling her to me I pushed her tits hard into my chest and I was do tempted to drop my hands to her firm bottom and I didn’t, I held her waist tight as I lifted.“you have no idea what it’s like to become old, especially when you were once so active” Audrey said. “Come on I’ll take you to the lounge” said and with that I shuffled Audrey to the lounge. Now I could have just picked up her stick and she could have made her own way,. At the same time, fatso’s head disappeared in a cloud of red.I wasn’t quite sure what had happened, and I didn’t have time to figure it out. Shadow had bolted out the door and was heading towards his previous play toy. When he saw Shadow, the skinny guy immediately turned tail and started running, screaming. Shadow was on him like a bolt of lightning, and the last I saw of them was Shadow, on his tail, both of them disappearing into the brush.Meanwhile, I watched as fatso toppled over like a. He was tender at first, and his lips were surprisingly soft. The slight taste of beer mixed with his lips left me craving more, but he was not a hurried lover, he took his time and explored my lips with his. He gently licked them and then parted my lips with his tongue and began to explore my mouth. His hand remained at my waist, but my hands could not stay still wanting to explore his body. I began at his shoulders and moved my hands over his back. As I approached his waist, I could feel a.