.. on Friday win I got home I could not get his big Cock off my mind so along with my fishing stuff I packed a few other thinking just in case I could...get to be the Bitch for the weekend; 3 outfits, sexy panties-w- matching bra's to match the outfits, 4 pair of sexy black stockings, a assortment of panties,Bra's and pantyhose, 3 pairs of Heels, and a harness off my boobs it holds them up and makes them firm a round.. you know how Gurls are we have to have more than we need lololololololol I. He seemed to be making headway with her. Often in the evenings, after returning home from an enjoyable day, they would sit together on the veranda, holding hands and kissing. Kissing Betsy was a joy. Her mouth was soft and sweet and made for rubbing lips. Sometimes it seemed she wanted more, but pulled away if Greg touched her. Still, Greg appreciated her innocence and was determined to wait for her to want him. He felt things were progressing nicely. Very according to plan. Until late one. He flicked his tongue again and raked his fingers across the tops of her thighs. ‘Has anyone touched you before?’ She shook her head, ‘Never.’ ‘Closer your eyes.’ She closed her eyes and dared to peek when she felt his hands leave her legs. His tongue quickly darted into her folds immediately after and he dragged it around in circles, moving effortlessly around the tiny little nub until her hands were a tangled mess in his hair and her nails were digging into the back of his head. Daring. Now I can see her boobs clearly,I want to fuck her but I was afraid to make a move. her cleavage is very good to see.She moved her hands to my thighs, and she concentrated on her work, slowly she moved her hands to up….and up……..and up. She slightly touched my cock while applying the oil massage, by her slight touch my dick rose fully; it was on its full size now. I try to controlled it, But I can’t;suddenly she hold my dick through under my leg hole of the Bermuda and started to apply oil.