Our lips came together; our mouths opened and our tongues darted about, probing and exploring.I slipped my hand down from her waist to her hips then t... the firm, round contours of her bottom; I pulled her tighter against me. Her hips moved forward pressing her pubic mound firmly against my upper thigh; her signal was clear. I gently lifted the dress so my hands could feel the smoothness of her panty clad bottom.I guided Malathi near a chair and took the seat. With her dress up, her lace, red. Or... gosh what IS he allowed to do to me? "Are you alright Dominique?" "Yes Sir," I said, unconvincingly. "I... I've just been busy doing um, housework this evening and I'm a little tired." I blushed as Paul's gaze intensified. He knew I lied straight away. "Don't lie to me," he said evenly. "What have you been doing? I see you dressed in a robe with clearly nothing underneath. Why are you so nervous? Is there someone else here?" I was completely taken aback. I thought he was going to accuse. And then it came to me. There was a way I could help without spoiling her cleanliness! Planting another kiss on her forehead, I began to lower myself in front of her, leaving a trail of kisses as I descended to my knees - on her cheeks, her nose, her lips, her slender neck, her shoulders, her arms, her breasts through her pyjama top, her bare belly button and her hips before finally planting a kiss on her covered pubic mound. Alice had clearly understood my idea. Her fingers stroked my arms as. Her pale skin was a beautiful white in the moonlight. She was completely naked now, myself with only my jeans on. She reached forward and started on the button. “Are you sure that this is what you want?” I asked her, still unsure myself. “Is it what you want?” She paused, looked at me with those eyes. I nodded slowly and felt the tightness around my waist go as the button and zipper were undone. Nothing could have prepared me. Nothing could have forewarned me, told me of the ramifications..