She was anxious to get home and have a long shower. Thinking of cold water running down her back helped her through the last half an hour of extremel... boring meeting.When she was finally at home, under the shower, a naughty thought went through her mind: how about making pictures for her chat buddy he keeps asking for? Thought of him immediately harden her nipples and made her pussy sensitive to touch. She closed her eyes to sharpen an image of him and started to stroke her breasts, heavy of. Each button released upon his assault of each latch. One by one, each button freed from its captured hole to expose her breasts. Her breasts held firm with lace and satin of her bra. When he pulled her blouse back, he dropped it onto the floor and moved directly to her satin clasp. He slowly removed her bra and exposed her breasts to the night air. Her nipples erected with command to be noticed. He stepped closer, kissed her shoulder as he reached around to each harden nipple and softly. Delicate and petite, the thirty year-old was actually a couple inches shorter then Sarah. The little beauty had once confessed to being a bit annoyed at having only an "A" cup bust. On her, it was a plus! Sarah thought of Misty as her little China doll, and had guilty little fantasies where she imagined that Misty was a twelve year old school girl. She knew it probably was racist, but Sarah thought she'd just explode a huge load if she ever heard Misty say "Me love you long time."!Brandy. .. " she moans between lusty pants. Confused but eager to please, I nod. "Yes, Miss." She brushes her fingers down my cheek, and follows them with a trail of quick, sweet kisses, leading to the corner of my lips. I pucker them, expecting her to kiss me. "What did I just say?" I relax my lips, "You… not to kiss you, Miss." And I suddenly realize the game she is playing with me. I feel my face get hot. She is toying with me and I am allowing myself to be toyed with. Why is this turning me.