He then took turn with her other breasts and the reaction was the same. He sat back up on his hunches and saw he had left trails of fluid on her belly...like a snail. He reached out with both hands and began mould her breasts again. They felt so comforting in his palms.He slid his hands down across her ribs until he reached her thighs that had remained unmoved. He widened her thighs even more and settled between them to take a closer look. Using a finger he parted the lips to reveal her slit. Her back responded in like, her hips were magnificent. The tattoo on her lower back seemed in a way sensual. Her ass large, yet firm, with just the perfect amount of jiggle. Her thighs thick & luxurious. Her calves shapely & firm. Her feet flexed to the feel of my touch. She rolled over, too much visual pleasure, my cock sprang to full arousal. I went to her head massaging her scalp, temples & cheek bones. Softly the sides of her neck. Her arms, Then her ample breasts. Now this was a test, I. I heard her cry out.When she sat up I could see that her leg was bleeding badly and she was crying as she frantically searched the area where she had fallen. I ran out of the house and helped her up.I said. "Come with me and I will put a dressing on your leg for you" I can't I've lost my money. I must find it please." How much was it?" I asked... "I had two one pound coins and I've dropped them." As she spoke she burst into tears."That's all our food money." She said through her tears."Don't. My memory is hazy, but I vaguely remember our night. Wildly drunk around town, bumping into some friends, and having an absolute belting night. Rob had found he'd lost his house key, and didn't want to have to listen to the riot act his wife would read him, and asked to stay at ours. Our spare room was full of junk. I think he'd just thought you were drunk, insisting our king size bed was large enough for three. But nothing had happened, no hints, no flirting. He was obviously a good friend to.