I was leaving and leaned in to give her a peck on the cheek when I thought I would try a gentle kiss on the lips. No slap on the face, so let's try a ...entle brush of the cheek with the back of my fingers. Ok, so I get the impression that she is leaning into the gentle stroking and looking for more, so, left hand behind her head and pull her into a long slow kiss, right hand unhooks the buttons of her blouse and cups her full right breast. It's been a long time since I have unhooked a bra one. The one specimen had turned up in the sewer system, so she put a lot of time in there, using Josh and Danny's improved periscope, which had half of a busted pair of binoculars mounted on the stick, to get a closer look up the sewer pipes. Pam spent a couple of hours each day peering down storm drain grates all through the south side of Spearfish Lake, and once did see a snake, minding its own business. She spent more than an hour on her knees, peering at the snake through the periscope, before. Her body concealed her actions and she returned to stand behind me, stroking my naked shoulders. A strip of soft cloth was placed over my eyes and tightened behind my head. ‘Where did she get that from,’ I asked myself as the darkness enveloped me. She whispered softly into my ear, ‘Are you ready to feel?’ I was ready, she knew it. Her hands stroked around me and came to my breasts, lifting them and pulling my nipples. I felt the sharp embrace of a clamp on my left nipple, then again on my. When I looked back, I noticed that Andrew’s gaze had dropped slightly. Looking down, I saw that the belt had loosened and my robe had fallen open, partially revealing my breasts. Gathering the robe together, I tugged the belt tighter and slapped Andrew playfully on the shoulder. ‘Same old Andrew.’ ‘And you’re as beautiful as ever.’ ‘You always say that.’ ‘Only because it’s true. Sit back down.’ ‘Hold on. I’m going to get some whipped cream.’ We’d been nibbling on the muffins and sipping our.