He leaned of and said, can I unbutton your shirt. My heart beat faster as I nodded my head. He started with the top button, working his way down slowl.... Halfway down he spread my shirt open and kissed my chest. He went from one side to the other, stopping to circle each nipple with his tongue before sucking it. He finished unbuttoning my shirt and slid it off my arms. I began to shake as I watched it tossed on the floor beside him. He ran his hands over my back, chest, and stomach as we watched. Then these fluids will make it easy. The problem with many young studs is that they don?t know how to prepare a woman.? Amelia lay silent for a long while. Occasionally her fingers returned to her wetness and the stiff little bud that had caused her such pleasure. Finally she whispered angrily, ?They lied to me, the priests, my father, even my mother. They told me it was a hurtful, nasty business. This is wonderful.? She gave a little squeak and twitched as her fingers revisited. His was a friendship that allowed her to live with the sort of freedoms I realised I should have allowed her. Of all the shortcomings I knew I had, the fact that I had let the sparkle drop from our relationship was the least defensible. It made me realise how Simon was actually the decent beneficiary of my own bad fortune.It was nearly ten-thirty that night when we reached a decision. I first telephoned Amy at the school residence and then contacted Aileen and Aiden at the farm. I put in a call. "Tonight was a staying in night as far as she was concerned and she wanted him completely to herself. Feeling playful, she went to the cupboard and began rifling through some of her costumes with a sudden urge for role play, something he surely wouldn't be expecting. She pulled out her risqué single-piece PVC policewoman's outfit and slipped it on, carefully fastening the shiny buttons up the front. The material clung sensually to her curves and the skirted base allowed easy access for an eager.