She took my shirt and managed to wipe her face. I was still standing on the table, so I hoped down, exhausted and layed my back on the lounge.“O... honey. You have such a beautiful tool. There’s not doubt about, you’ll need the black size condoms” She said “Helen, that felt so good.” I replied tired of course.Before I knew it, she was at her knees, starting to rub my cock again. This time, I wanted to see her body. I stopped her from fiddling with my cock, and. “Look I said I was sorry. Just give me my clothes. My husband is back at the motel. He will give you money” Sharon said. “Oh I have no need of money” was the response “no, I think you misunderstand. Doesn’t she King”.The dog that the woman was referring to as King advanced on Sharon. He was snaring as he do so. Sharon tried to move past him but he snapped at her. “Please call off your dog” Sharon begged. She was now in a state of panic. “But he likes you my dear” the woman said “he wants to. ”“I follow. I’ve observed that this year.” He caught on quickly as always.“Far more interesting was one related observation. It was found that an extremely high percentage of the female attractive pairs, or FAPs, as they were called, tended to have sexual relations. It started with an innocent pillow fight at a sleep-over, things rubbed up against other things, and from that first inadvertent moan of pleasure, many purposeful ones followed.”“The Hot Pair Theory is common knowledge now. How come. I was careful not to get any inside of her slit, because I had heard that it could be painful. Of course, this meant that she had to endure the tantalizingly close touch of my hands without the pleasure of direct stimulation, which was an added benefit to my thoughtfulness.After I was done with her groin, I worked my way up her stomach. She tried to touch herself again, but I pointed out that I needed to be able to soap up her chest, and I couldn’t do that with her arm across it. I was enjoying.