I said of course. He said all the guys he knew thought my tits were the best. He said some had even claimed to have seen them naked. I thought for a m...nute on where that could have happened and I guess at our lake house or maybe at home getting dressed one of my son's friends could have seen a naked boob. He said he might never get this opportunity again so he had to ask me. He wanted to know if I would lift up my shirt so he could see my tits. This had progressed from a simple ride home to. Instead his lips were at her neck, just behind her ear. He nibbled down her neck and across her collar bone, running his tongue across her rigid nipple. Nat whimpered as Jay's teeth gently clamped down on her left nipple and then sucked her breast into his mouth, sliding his hands down her sides, across her hips and down her thighs. He left her breast and worked down across her tummy, pausing to circle her belly button with his tongue before working his way across the bare mound of her shaven. Another thing I tried on her: "Bet that woman's tattoo hurt," nodding at one of the patrons. Alina's eyes gave her away, even before she confirmed her lack of ink. With nothing adorning her body save for a cute pair of cat-shaped earrings, she was 90% likely to be affiliated with a faith. Once I'd ruled out Catholicism, it defined how many occasions I needed to spend with her before talking her into bed. Three is indeed the magic number, thank you De La Soul . On our third coffee shop "date". I took a large amount of the seeping ointment and applied it first to my ass hole then to my vagina; it was very thick and had little pink pebbles in it which tickled against my flesh. I thought of Gail's instructions and reapplied some more ointment to gain her approval.I closed the pack and put it away and found the panty she had picked out, it was tiny and probably several sizes small. She knew I liked to wear tight panties and intentionally buy ones of smaller size to feel them brushing.