I moved my face near her face, pretending to kiss her. She immediately closed her eyes tightly. I thought she would turn her face but unexpectedly she...didn’t turned her face at all. Lips shivering, body shivering, I wanted to kiss her but didn’t. She was looking so cute, innocently beautiful.She was expecting me to kiss her, her lips turned and twisted that way. But I didn’t kiss her at all. A minute later she opened her eyes, she looked at me questioningly and I smiled back. She was frustrated. Their next game was the following evening. Mark moved to his spot and sat down on the bench to take his skates off. He had the first one off and was loosening the laces on the second one when the trainer appeared in front of him, demanding to see his injured ankle. ‘Jeez, man, can’t you even wait until I’ve taken my skate off?’ Mark asked, but he wasn’t upset. He knew the guy was just doing his job. After a quick examination of his ankle – no swelling or bruising, thank you very much, Mark. To my utter amazement, he turned down the opportunity tocover himself. He declined the opportunity to turn awayout of embarrassment or run away in shame. Instead, theguy just stood there, naked, right in front of me. Hehand stopped its pistioning action and he simply heldhimself there for me to see.And I looked. I am not sure why I looked, but I think itformulated from his good looks and then from theawareness of his size-and I am not talking about the sizeof his body or the size of his. Then he stopped and his lips moved higher, up over her mound and up…he darted his tongue in and out of her belly button, playfully teasing her with what was to come. reminding her of his cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy. His lips trailed kisses higher, across her stomach, until he reached her breasts. His right hand firmly grasped her breast as his lips attacked the erect nipple, licking and nibbling at it, his teeth nipping firmly across the areola, and then licking gently around the.