>> Seamlessly, almost without a pause, your fingers deftly opened the buttons on my blouse and I feel your lips moving lower to capture my hard nipple.... Moving from breast to breast, sucking in my nipples and teasing them with your tongue. Your lips moving lower, I feel your tongue dart into my belly-button–then retreat. Eyes closed to slits of passion, I feel you slowly kneel before me, kissing a trail of fire down my belly.>> Your hands start at my calves, gripping them and moving upward,. I sidled back up against Carly, her back against my chest and her butt against my lap, rubbing my hands over her body to warm her up. The warmth of her skin on mine and the heady smell of her made my cock harder, and it tented out the front of my underwear.At some point during my ministrations my fabric-covered prick felt a wet warmth against the tip. It felt good so I made sure to move my hips a bit as I rubbed my hands over Carly's hips, her inner thighs, her stomach, the underside of her. He wishedme well and said that he was sure I'd make a great sissy wife. I thanked him for his kind praise, but there was nothing more to be saidbetween us. We had a warm collegial relationship, nothing like what mysister had with my mother. I envied her so much. Not only for being atop our social order, but for the affection she seemed to receive frommy mother. It was something my mother could not share with me given mylowly status and it was something my father seemed disinclined to giveto me. He wasn’t old enough to have seen the original impish Audrey in an actual movie theater, but she was on the late night television in many of the old black and white films. For some reason, he was aroused by her slender smallness and non-existent tits that commanded his complete attention. He was certain it was not an age thing because he hardly ever looked at the silly schoolgirls in their short school uniforms. They were all the rage lately; due to several films featuring them chattering and.