My hands began to wander her body as I moved my mouth from hers and began to kiss my way to her earlobe. The scent of her shampoo filled my nose as my...face pressed against her long blonde hair while nibbling on her earlobe. She propped up her thigh to rest against my hip; my hand instinctively went to hold it up. I let my hand slide up and down her soft thigh as I continued to nibble at her ear and neck. I rounded my hand up her thigh, under her plaid skirt and up to her firm ass I realized she. She was in absolute disbelief. Were it not for the warmth of his lips, Delia would have been convinced that she was dreaming. The slow and startling awareness that Ashley was kissing her stole her breath away, prompting her to press her chest into his.Ashley placed both his hands on Delia’s waist, his fingers running up her sides with a feather light touch. Delia broke the kiss to giggle breathlessly, wriggling in his embrace.“Ticklish?” Ashley asked, a playful smile on his reddened lips. . Sitting back up, I run my hands from your shoulders up to your neck, not so much massaging as caressing your skin, enjoying the feel of it on my finger tips. Wrapping my hands around the back of your neck, I move my finger tips in circles, moving from under your jaw, back across, and up to behind your ears, where I stop to rub gently.Starting to massage your neck, I move back out to your shoulders, applying pressure with my thumbs, doing my best as a cabaña boy to work your muscles deep and. “Wench…” He croaked, looking for the nearest serving girl. She didn’t hear him, and he tried again loudder. “Wench!”This time the barmaid came over. He recognized her, one of the farmers girls. She was a healthily plump girl, with a thick body and tits as large as all the others forced into a bodice she likely hadn’t been able to afford to change since she grew into it.He hoped she stayed broke and kept growing so one day her massive udders would pop out in public from the sheer weight of them..