John concentrated once again on her eyes, seeking permission to remove the next garment and to ensure she was willing to continue. He was desperate to...not rush things or frighten her into retreat. Her frantic rapid eye movement gave no indication in either denial or complicity, just that she was on the edge of panic perhaps.Taking her lack of indication one-way or the other as acceptance, John stepped around behind her. He slipped his fingers below the waistband of her skirt and undid the. He moaned softly, "I love it when you touch me with your hands." She was a bit surprised, but ran her hands down from his shoulder and across his chest. He moaned and she could feel his hips move under her pussy. Ellen undid one of the buttons of his shirt and moved her hand inside. He seemed to love this as she touched his skin and rolled her fingers over his nipples. She rolled her hips while she did this.She could sense that her torso was getting a little heavy on his cock, so Ellen moved. The features of her face were exquisite, making it look somewhat innocent and childish. Her long shapely legs were bare and she wore a short black skirt that had a small slit on her left side. Her rounded hips were swaying rhythmically as she walked. Her long dark blond hair was cascading over her shoulders. Peter was hypnotized by the sight. He wanted desperately to reach out and touch her. His natural shyness was about to vanish. Then, he was overcome by an inexplicable fear. What if she just. Then I asked them whether we could go to toilet as we could not have sex their , we all climbed down and went toward the toilet and went inside bolting the door shut, The space was very cramp and it was like doing gymnastic in having sex their. I pulled down my skirt and took off my blouse , They were seeing my naked body for the first time as their was light in the toilet , I heard gasp from the two of them , I have a beautiful body without any blemish. A firm breast. I asked them to take off.