I remembered the buttons, and began opening the last few, each revealed another treasure to my amazed gaze. First came her naval, my kisses flitted ac...oss her belly, my tongue exploring the tiny thing atop the pink expanse of exposed skin, another button, and the contours changed, her belly giving way to a forest of curly hair. Another and last button, the towelling falling away from her hips like a pair of curtains unveiling a wondrous statue, her legs slightly parted the last wonder of her. Cory was still a c***d at Dhar and Jeff's wedding. His eighteenth birthday was last month. He and Dharleana have been enjoying his young adulthood a few times a week ever since. Cory is the youngest of five c***dren, the baby of the family. His mom is a bit jealous of his attention to Dharleana, like she's is taking her baby away. She's never said anything about it. But she's a bit cold and distant to Dharleana. Sometimes she's even a bit rude to her. Dhar is more than twice his age and she. ‘Us?’ I asked. ‘Of course ‘us’,’ she answered, ‘Whose prick would I lick?’ She looked out the window and noticed her stop was next. ‘Come with me, I’ll show you a good time.’ The look in her eyes told me she was telling the truth, and I was tempted. After all, no one would know I was gone as long as I got back before my parents got home. The bus slowed to a stop and Lindsay stood up. She turned towards me and said, ‘Come on, let’s go!’ I grabbed her hand and raced off the bus after her. Before. Boy, did she. She certainly had a climax. She bucked and writhed and wiggled and moaned. Then, she eagerly did me. She was obviously very turned on.A few weeks after that, we were at her house, naked in bed in the dark, and she is rubbing me and begins to rub a finger just so it starts to go inside me a bit. Well, that felt good, for sure. I still remember laying there feeling so nice and warm and comfy when her finger began to slip in just a little, then out, then in again. I was very wet, so.