She wanted to paint them with her tongue, but that would come later. She licked and kissed her way lower, dropping to her knees. Her fingers found and...undid the clasp and zipper at the back of Emily's skirt. She slid it down the dark-stockinged legs and sighed with pleasure against the firm abdomen when she discovered the blue silk panties and the garterbelt holding up the dark stockings - also silk.Emily stepped out of the skirt. While Connie tore herself away long enough to put the skirt. She humped and moaned and pulled at her nipples; he poked and slurped, and when he hit the spot he'd heard so much about, Laura let him know he'd arrived at her clit by shouting, convulsing and shuddering with the first orgasm she'd ever had with someone else.Coming down from an amazing high, Laura was suffused with love for her Billy. She wanted only to give him as much pleasure as he had given her. Like Billy, she knew the theory of oral sex, and now wanted to put into practice what some of. Bob put his arms around and held her, feeling the water splash all over them both, they both knew it was the last time they would meet.Eventually, with Frankie still crying, they got out of the shower, wrapped in the robes and laid on the bed.Frankie laid with her back to Bob crying into the pillow, his hand moved to remove her robe, his fingers found her nipples as he said ‘one last time’.Frankie rolled over and facing him, kissed him on the lips, her legs parting, holding his cock she guided. If I wanted to, I could probably wear it out without wearing a wig. We haven’t talked much about it but Angel figured out that when I dressed as a bald man, I was really bald.“I don’t know about you,” she said, “but a lot of times I don’t want to bother getting my hair all fixed just to go out for coffee. These turbans are so stylish and no one can tell if you’ve washed your hair and spent an hour drying it or if you just shaved it all off.”“Thank you, Angel,” I said.“Hey,” she answered, “we.