Her breathing getting shallow, faster, and her soft moaning getting louder, more intense with every minute I play with her body. My hands are moving t...wards her tight tummy, rapidly moving in and out with her breathing. I lower my face to her belly and push up her dress so I can kiss and smell the soft bare skin of her belly. She is so beautiful, and while I am caressing her with my hands and lips, she can no longer hold back and while she parts her legs, she pushes her crotch against my chest.. It is a unique combination of heat, softness, movement and taste that is unequaled and intoxicating in its own right. Bert’s cock began to enlarge, it grew slightly longer and fatter, I continued to suckle the man’s organ. Bert sighed softly, I sensed his quiet breathing quicken. My own cock was swelling; I could feel a drop of my own wetness drip out the end of my dick. I was sucking a bit more still trying to be kind to my host’s wishes. His dick widens and the ample head blossomed into my. It had been ages since I’d had any attention and I was revelling in it. The two lads walked me over to one of the single beds and I knelt on it, a finger rubbing my clitoris through my pants as I unclipped the blond guy’s trousers.Pulling them down and then his underpants I wrapped my hand around his cock, it felt good, then the other guy’s fingers were doing their job and I was coming, my first climax by someone other than me for a couple of years, I screamed out as I wanked the lad off. Then. ” Helen disliked wearing clothes, and truly hated wearing underwear. Her usual mode of dress, when she had to, was a long hippie skirt and loose top. Helen and Pat went to their rooms to get dressed for the day of shopping. Helen grimaced as she pulled on her panties, but decided to go without a bra. “Brazier please!” Her mother called from the other room. “Why do I have to? There is nothing to hold.” “Decorum dear, it wouldn’t be polite. I don’t like them either, but it is only for a few.