I moved my right hand over her thigh n started caressing her she came more closer to me my other hand was moving up n slowly I was feeling her skin ov...r her clothes as I reached at the lower edge of her left breast, I encircled its boundaries with my fingers. I could see her awesome cleavage her nipples were erect n were making a mark on her clothMy right hand was now touching her pussy over her panty as i started caressing her pussy lips over her cloth, she moaned lightly my left hand was now. The theatre is mostly empty and there is no audience. I remember feeling somewhat cold and a bit awkward. But any sense of awkwardness was not because I felt self-conscious of my nakedness or afraid or ashamed, but mostly because somehow I felt like I didn’t belong among the people there. Spread across the stage, there were seven or eight guys, seemingly stage workers, walking up and down getting the place ready for a show. After a while, I noticed that the guys placing, retrieving and. “Serena?”It was the woman she’d talked to on the phone; even from a single word, there was no mistaking it. “Are you Marie?”“Oui,” answered the brunette coquettishly. “Entrez.”As Serena strode down the hallway into the house, Marie lagged behind for a moment to check her out from behind. She could see why Samantha had been so worked up – Serena was a remarkable specimen, and the tight yoga clothes certainly accentuated her magnificent shape. Marie led the yoga teacher to the living room, where. She dipped her fingers in the molten liquid, and licked them off slowly, lovingly with her tongue, savoring the taste of him. He growled from deep in his belly, and moved her reluctantly away from him.“Christi, my love, it is time,” he said with a passion that stilled any fear in her mind.“Yes.” She held tightly, arms wrapped around his claws. He brought his great head down and nuzzled her once more, purring softly against her warm flesh. Then he seized her gaze with his dragon’s power, and.