I put a wet wash cloth in the micro wave to warm it up.When the wash cloth was warm I washed my face and hands, then took off my boots and made a moti...n with my hands for her turn around. She did. I dropped my pants and briefs and slid my shorts on, just as my shorts were up to my waist, I grabbed the wash cloth and gave my balls and cock a quick wipe.I changed my shirt, as buttoned up the last button I turned and noticed she had been watching me in the computer screen the whole time. It was my. He inhales and exhales deeply before his fingers pulls my panties to the side with one hand, and the other fingers on the free hand begins to slowly rub my swollen clit. I sigh and moan softly, lifting my hips up high, trying to get his fingers to enter me, to give me more. He pushes my hips down, making me huff in frustration. He chuckles lightly, and runs his finger along my wet slit, spreading my juices around. My body tingles with pleasure each time he brush against my clitoris. My. The first thing he noticed was her legs. He looked towards the ground as he walked and as he came to the line to order, he saw legs. Beautiful, silky smooth legs. They were a golden brown and firm. The legs were cut off by a sun dress at mid-thigh. The dress was slightly higher in the back due to a protruding rear. He shook his head. "Damn at the construction of that" he thought.He got to the front of the line and ordered. Moved down, received his food and then found a table near the middle of. One in high school and one in collage and both had dumped him only after a few months. He was not a virgin sexually but at best was a novice in the bedroom. I lied and told him my ride had left and asked if he could give me a ride home. When we both got in his car I jumped on him like a tigress on a gazelle and started to kiss him. It was a hour before he could brake away from me long to start the car. On the drive to my house I never took my hand off his thigh as I gradually worked it.