Everyone watching should get a good view of your tits so hold still.”Laurie did as she was told and felt the woman’s hands cup her breasts as if t... lift them for inspection. She could feel a shy blush heat her face but also felt heat flaring in her groin, pumping blood into her cock and puckering her nipples into hard sensitive buds. She inhaled a rush of air when she felt a warm, wet tongue bathe one nipple as a hand kneaded her other tit. In her mind the fantasy turned reality finally. My eyes drank in every inch of him as we laughed and smiled. “Stop here,” I said as I pointed to a sidewalk, which ran behind a small development. He obliged and turned off his car and I leaned closer to him in my seat. His eyes caught mine immediately as he looked at me, his face just inches from mine, and he stroked my cheek softly with his fingertips. My lips pouted, eyes half-lidded, head tilted and body poised for a kiss, he pulled himself closer until his lips found mine and his eyes. There was little I remembered about 1962 that I could use, and I wracked my brain trying to find something.It finally came to me a week later when Greta returned 'The Agony and the Ecstasy' to me. She'd borrowed the book over the winter, looking for something to read when she was stuck at home with nothing to do. I had been thinking of sports and politics and disasters that I remembered, when there were other things I did remember that really stood out for the old me.I may have ruined my life. The room went dark as he placed the blindfold over my eyes, increasing the acuteness of my other senses and the pleasures I was already experiencing. I couldn’t believe how I felt, totally at his mercy but incredibly sexy. I felt his hands touch me, very lightly through the fabric of my jacket starting at my waist and then running over my hips and thighs. Pushing my hair to one side he kissed my neck, still talking gently to me, asking me how I felt and all the time my hands remained on the.