I started sucking her boobs over her lacy bra. Being a lacy bra it was easy for me to suck her nipples. She was enjoying it over the bra. While suckin... her boobs I was also fingering her. Her panty was all wet and so was her bra with my saliva. After some time she stopped me and made me lay on the bed.She closed my eyes with her hand and started kissing me. She gave a few bites on my chest and went down. In no time she reached my jeans button and unbutton it and pulled it down. I was only in my. “I’m just Mike, no doctor required, and I’m glad to meet you, Andy,” I said after getting my hand back. “I take it your familiar with this blonde ball of energy, based on your actions and your special name for her.”“Oh yeah, my wife and I have taught this beautiful creature, for what, four years of Sunday School classes, Ply-baby?” he asked her with a drop in his already deep voice.Kaleigh blushed a deep red as she answered him with a touch of playful venom in her voice, “Yes Andy, it was four. It wasa hot day – it was hotter than anyone had expected, butthe outfit had to be worn – the long sleeve dress.Luckily it was a light beige colour, suitable for thehot weather. She had wondered whether it would be cold, and decidedif it was, she would wear a shawl with it. She wouldn’tneed a shawl! She would need little else, and decidedthat she would only wear a lacy thin bra, and risk notwearing any panties – she would carry some in herhandbag in case, but it was so. The reason is that when I was writing, I was taking all my unrealized fantasies and putting them down on paper (so to speak), imagining what it would be like if I were the protagonist in all these stories, and making them work out the way I wanted them to (mostly). However I decided I wanted to make them more than fantasies, and amazingly enough, I've done that. In the last five+ years, I've been doing things I never would have thought possible, some beyond the realm even of my fantasies. While.