An inch or so more and he touches my nipples through the camisole. Almost imperceptibly at first, his fingers rub them in light circles. Oh, it feels ...o good, but I want more. I want him to touch my breasts, to play with my nipples, to take them into his mouth. I take the edges of the camisole and pull lightly. The laces stretches and my bare breasts are free to be touched. His hands cup my exposed breasts, thumbs playing across oh so hard nipples. I arch my back under his touch. He strokes and. She sighed and somewhat awkwardly raised one foot up onto the bed granting me better access to her wet gash. She braced herself with one hand on my shoulder and the other holding my face tight against her cunt. As I licked and sucked on her hard clit I brought my hand around and slid a finger into her for the first time. I figured now that her cherry had been broken it was safe to do so. I assumed her approval when she sighed and pulled my head closer. Her hole was hot and wet as the sides of. ‘Eleven in shoes, 11 ½ in boots, Mistress.’ She smiled. ‘Very well.’ Her hands traveled over my feet. ‘You need a pedicure. I’ll do that later. What color is the hair on your legs?’ ‘Blonde, Ma’am.’ As she made her way up my legs, her breasts swung in little circles, the nipples rigid and quite long. I really wanted to play with them. Ann bypassed my crotch and went up my belly. ‘Tighten your abs.’ I did. ‘Oh, my. Those are nice. I think I could play on that playground all day.’ Now her boobs. We'd like that very much, wouldn't we, Geoff?”Geoff just gawped, which signified a 'yes' in my book. I went over to the chair Anna had indicated, shrugging off the dress and letting it pool at my feet before stepping out of it completely. I was not wearing a bra, and I lay back in the chair with my legs spread so they could see my pretty red satin panties and my thigh-high black hold-ups. I pouted at them and squeezed my breasts together, teasing the nipples so that they became hard, then.