And if you bend a little you can already see a small drip of moisture running down her leg. You trace your hands from the nape of her head were her lo...g dirty blond hair starts twirling and twisting your fingers as you trace lines of what feels like electricity down her back causing her to twitch with excitment and impatience.As you grow closer to her ass your hand starts to lay flat on her back and the tickle turns into a rub as you start to massage her ass. The firm mounds are easily. Now she had my shorts off too, and my cock was as hard and as full as it’s ever been. She was waving it back and forth and sliding her hand up and down it’s length, occasionally squeezing or twisting the head gently, teasingly. It never felt better, bursting to blast off.I pulled the leg-band aside and tugged on one of her pussy-lips.That didn’t last long…off came her panties at last.It was a sloppy cavern of juices, and moaning started.I turned and put my left the fingers of my other hand. ." The remains of my panties became a gag. As an afterthought, the bedside towel became a blindfold. Unable to see what he was doing, I focussed my attention on his touch, on his flicking tongue torturing my clitoris and labia. Relentless, he drove me to the brink of orgasm, and pulled away. His tongue and hands caressed my thighs, my breasts, everywhere except where I needed to feel him. My every muscle quivered, not knowing where his touch would fall next. Finally, I felt his penis again. He. Her breasts were great. I caressed them gently, molded and kneaded them, even kissed and sucked on them for a good hour. Finally, one weekend a couple months after we'd started dating her family went out of state because her dad was invited to preach. Since she had to stay home for school and work all alone, we talked my parents into letting her spend the night at my house. This wasn't the first time this had happened. She spent the night a few times because of similar reasons. She would sleep.