Over and over, new sensations assault my skin, my mind, my being, each one bringing me closer to the point of overload. He knows my body like a favor...te movie, a treasured book, a coveted painting, and he tantalizes every square millimeter of me, until I am shuddering, gasping, wanting. At last, I hear his voice, smooth and full, and he says only three words... "Are you ready?" I am unable to answer properly, so taken by the sensations he's invoked, know full well that in this blackness he. She felt good dressing him up. "It looks good on you! You should getmore shirts in this style" Hey this is a one time thing okay!"Andrew turned around to grab his bag."Where do you think you're going?" Class at 8 remember?" You're going to wear yesterday's undies?"Andrew scratched his head. "Well it's not like I have a choice here." Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww," screamed Emily in disgust. "Take those off rightnow!" What? Now way! I'm not going to class au naturale." Take it off!" she said raising an. Standing up straighter so they won't hit the sink, they still swingaround beneath me as I brush my teeth and it's hard for me to keep fromlaughing, it feels so damned funny!I'm aware of two totally different sets of sensations when I leave thebathroom and walk out of the bedroom and down the stairs to start the coffeepot, the absence of anything between my legs and the very obvious bounce andjiggle of my new boobs. Oh wait, there's something else too. my butt. It'smoving around more than I'm. No word can explain her sexual exposure in her panties, in thedarkness. I camped my kisses and licks in and around her panties, andI never let come out of it. She realized that I would never leave thearea, with out stripping her panties and making her nude. She neverwants to do so. She raised and turned me down and started kissing mefrom top to bottom. I wasn't shy when she tried to remove my lungi.Iam nude before my sister, she was very shy to look at my nudeness infade lights. When she was.