He lets go of my hand, and, I notice his eyes are directly on my chest."Steve? My eyes are up here!" I say, unable to control a giggle."I'm sorry! It'... just, wow! You're a total knockout!" He says, again staring at my chest."Steve, look me in the eyes, stop staring at my girls." I say, blushing."What size are those titties?" He asks.I clear my throat. "My breasts, are a c-cup! And you are a total pig!" I say, unable to control my anger."I'm sorry! Anything I can do to make it up to you,. As you reach out to reclaim my breast, I return my hand to your crotch, sliding in from your waistband under both, your shorts and briefs. I wrap my fingers around your shaft, feeling how hard you are, your flesh hot to my touch. Your thumb and finger apply a little pressure to my hard nipple, rolling it gently between them as my hand begins to stroke your hard member in an up and down motion. I lean closer to you, bringing my lips to your ear for a nibble as you ask in a husky tone, ‘Do you. It feels fantastic" she cried to him.Dave didn't pause for a moment, continuing until he could feel her orgasm rattle her whole body. When he felt her body's trembling had stilled, he replaced his tongue with his erect penis and gently made love to her ensuring that she climaxed again before he gained his own gratification.As Dave kissed her and rolled off to go to the ensuite, Jill cried out "I think I'll stay here all day and savour this wonderful feeling." Stay as long as you like, my. Again and again and again. What, might you ask, was so horrible that shattered my good guy control? Purple-colored nail polish. Actually, it’s not just purple, but a lovely pale lilac that shimmered under the harsh glare of florescent lighting. Yeah, yeah, I know, you think I’m a freak. I probably am, actually, but I couldn’t help it. There she was, looking hot in her slinky little dress, pointing her perfectly manicured, lilac tipped finger at me, while she ranted on and on about some.