When her mother took her shopping, she always picked out very tight clothes for Leelu. Never anything loose or bulky. Her mother said daddy liked how ...he looked in clothing that was a size or two too small, and since Leelu was just like her mother in that they both liked to make daddy happy, she grew to enjoy wearing her cute, tight wardrobe. She would come out to the kitchen every morning to show off her outfit for the day, and mommy and daddy would kneel down in front of her and run their. Her lovely breasts spill out. She leans in so that they hang just in front of my face. Her warmth and smell fill my head with pleasure. Her nipples seem larger to me than they did when she danced on the catwalk, they push out at least a half an inch from the swell of her breasts. Her whole body moves causing her breasts to sway and her nipples to gently brush my face. She turns and settles her rear into my lap and grinds slowly, but for only a tantalizingly short period of time. She again. Her perky tits looked full and plump with a hint of nipple showing. Her bottoms matched but with some camel toe. She wasn’t wearing much make up. You sat in a wooden rocking chair to her left. She kept working on her pretty feet.You asked her how much longer she’d be. She just batted her eyes at you. Her cuteness overpowered you. You chatted her up and tried to do some “innocent” flirting. You heard the sound of a shower starting down the hall.“thought your roomie was away this weekend Sarah”. I open more as I feel your finger seeking and placing that small silver object of pleasure deep within me. Fingers linger,lost in the warmth and the wetness, eyes lock, as pedestrians tumble through the mists of our passionate energy. We talk about our latest books, discoveries we have made in the reading. Sharing ideas lost with the wonders of each others minds. Wonderful textures of succulent gnocci, and graceful glazed veal in white wine and mushrooms are perfect additions to our.