.. it's mutual."And we embraced again. Oh, that amazing aroma! I put my face into herneck to drink it in to the max.After a few minutes, Julia said, "...'you mind if I, um, take a look atyou?" Mmm," I replied.She must have taken that as a 'yes,' because she pulled back the duvetand gently pushed my legs apart. "Wow, they really gave you, like, thefull shave treatment, didn't they?" I got it waxed too. I got everything waxed." Thought so. Your legs are, like, insanely smooth. There you go,. She was exhausted. And yet her skin tingled and her mind was doing somersaults!She had almost heard his voice, telling her what to do. Where did her ability to construct such things come from? She knew she had a fertile fantasy world from which to draw, and she knew that postponement of her orgasm would raise its intensity, but her willingness to blindly follow her own suggestions, albeit imagined as Gary's, made her shake her head and blush.Would it be like that? she wondered.If I don't meet. She was braless and her nipples were hard and easily visible through the thin blouse she was wearing. As the bus swayed there would sometimes be a space between the guy behind the American, and Anna and I both saw that sitting on the other side of the aisle was a young couple, probably not in their 20’s, who was also watching the show. Both the boy and the girl were wearing loose shorts, and his hard, uncut (like mine) cock was sticking out and inch or so. His girlfriend’s loose shorts hid. Some times the sounds were just on the other side of the wall they leaned against. Phillip was expertly rubbing her and she grasped her breasts in their leather case. She fumbled to tug them free so she could pinch the hard nipples that were rubbing the leather. Her cries were getting louder, and she bit her lips to keep from crying out loud enough to alert the other people of what they were doing. “O god,” she whispered with a shudder. Phillip grasped her neck with his teeth and gently bit her.