As I was swirling my tongue around her erect nipples, she started moaning. I put more chocolate frosting fingers, then ran them down between her tast... breasts to her belly button. Following licking down her body, lifting all the chocolate off her body with my tongue, she was enjoying it happily and more horny. I put more chocolate on my fingers rubbed it on her body, then let her suck my fingers. I put more on my fingers and ran it down to her wet and swelling pussy lips. With more chocolate. Looks to you for permission before gripping both and pulling them up over your head. And then she is finally filling her hands with your breasts and they spill over her fingers just like she’d imagined. She cradles them, dips a head to one passion-pink nipple, and draws it slowly into her mouth with a soft hum of pleasure.She is circling it with her tongue, flicking over the pebbled softness when your fingertips dip lower, beneath the edge of her panties, and between her slickly swollen folds.. When they met the first week of classes, Fred liked Molly’s bubbly personality. Her broad smile and dark brown puppy dog eyes made her seem approachable. As he got to know her, he dared to think of her romantically. Both of them virgins—awkward, insecure, and inexperienced—she unsuccessfully tried to communicate her interest and felt rejected by his lack of response. By the time he dared to make a romantic move, she had set her sights on someone who didn’t hesitate, leaving Fred in the friend. I was intelligent, disgruntled, and angry at the world. My mother had me late in life and she was getting up there in age by this time, and I wanted to bear some of her burden...it was the least I could do, so I went out and got a crappy job to pitch in for our living expenses. It was hard to get anywhere in the unskilled labor “workforce “, nobody wants to hire you unless you have experience, and you can’t get the experience without getting hired, it’s the classic rock and hard place.