"A manly chest like this," she said, "should not havea bra." Your hand feels rough for a girl," he said as hecaressed her face."Well yours feels soft,... she said.Jack suddenly noticed that his hand and forearm onthe other side of the mirror had no hair and werequite small. He grabbed her hand, the one on his sideof the mirror, startling her. It was like holding hisown, hairy and muscular."Hey! What's the big idea?" You're controlling my hand and I'm controlling yourhand," he said as he let go. You're lips were soft and gentle as they kissed up my right leg, over my pussy and then down the left leg. I couldn't stand it anymore. You're breath on my clit, the way your tongue danced around my lips and then you stuck your tongue in me as far as it would go, tongue-fucking me for a couple of minutes whilst rubbing my clit. I got louder and louder and I was getting close and I knew you could tell because you quickened your pace and started moaning too. It hit me like a tidal wave of. He waited for her to explain why she wasn't sure, but that was apparently all she wanted to offer."Okay... Are you all right kiddo? You sound a little down," he said, trying again to sound as energetic as possible, as if he could zap her some energy through the phone lines.The energy he got back wasn't what he'd been hoping for."Why the fuck are you always asking me that?" she snapped."Uh... I'm sorry. It uh... you sounded... tired or something... is all I meant."Barbara did her best to pretend. I told her that I would be back in a couple of hours. She kissed me on the cheek and I stood up and walked into the house.When I got inside I purposely left my swim trunks where she would see them and know that I had changed into my street clothes. I then hid in the linen closet and peered thru the louvered door giving me an excellent view of the living room couch and the patio doors leading to the beach. As soon as I got settled in, Linda came in and went to the bathroom where she hopped in.