Sìneadh helped Eva off the table. Both clutched their disarrayed clothes primly to them with their free hands. When Sìneadh opened the kitchen door,...her dog jumped up. ‘That’s Bunky,’ she whispered, as if making polite introductions. Sìneadh dragged Eva through to her bedroom, scared everything would evaporate. With Bunky hurrying around they undressed by the three-quarter bed. It was not until Sìneadh had pulled her final sock off that Eva kissed her again. Joined at the lips they rolled naked. .. meeee... put... them... in... side... meeeeeeee... aaaaaaaaahhhh" Carmella groaned as Helga's talented fingers found her clit and started the invasion of her cunt. "That's... it... that's... it... yesssssss!" Carmella leaned against the wall holding up her own skirt while Helga was jamming two fingers into her hot pussy, and with her other hand she guided Carmella's hand to her own throbbing clit. Helga moaned at Carmella's touch and moved forward to capture one of Carmella's hard nipples. She was voluptuous, definitely not the slim type, but then, I didn’t go for the skinny type anyway. She was tall, but just under my height. She had an adorable Scottish accent and I loved the way she talked and laughed. She was intoxicating and I was looking forward to getting inside her knickers, that is, if I got that far.Our first few dates resembled the type that teenagers' experience, which with our advancing years, brought a smile to my face every time. We always met at a pub or bar or. I thought nothing of helping Janice do their laundry.But with puberty raging in my loins, it didn't take long, for me, to bring her lingerie, into association, with contact to her, and with women in general.After that it was only a step-by-step evolution from caressing her lingerie and masturbating, to wearing her lingerie and masturbating for the simple reason of it being women's lingerie.It also didn't take me long to figure out, that Janice and I were more or less the same sizes. I was in.