Well as local as it gets in this neighborhood; about a 25 minute drive.It was time to get on the road. Knowing LA, I knew that traffic could be a nigh...mare, so I allotted an extra hour of travel time to make sure I was there at the gate with flowers in hand when she got off the plane.As would be expected with anything well planned ahead of time, the trip was totally uneventful so when I arrived at the airport I had about an hour and a half to wait. I'm a people watcher, so I was in my element.. " "I'll bet your chest feels nice to touch," Roxanna replied dreamily. "I couldn't tell you that. Because I don’t make a habit of stroking my own chest!” Dan laughed. “But I do know that her breasts felt great. They were soft, but firm enough to keep their shape, not saggy. Quite beautiful, spectacular even." "And that was it?" "She wanted me to go further. I think she was as genuinely turned on, just as I was. But I was raised that you save that for someone who’s very special to you...which. "„Ist schon okay", meine ich. „Ich frage mich, wie ich Dir meine Dankbarkeit zeigen kann", spricht Brigit weiter.„Das ist schon okay, wirklich. Sag einfach ‚Danke' und dann ist genug. Schließlich sind wir Freunde."„Danke, lieber Markus. Du bist wirklich ein supernetter Mann. Aus lauter Dankbarkeit würde ich für Dich wirklich alles tun." Birgit schaut mich bei diesem Satz halb verschämt, halb schelmisch an. Und wird sie etwa ein bisschen rot? Moment mal, was ist das denn? Nein, das verstehe ich. The lightfrom the candle was flickering across her face."Kneel in front of me, my pet. I want you to see the mysteries of anerotic female." I moved closer and knelt in front of her. She lifted herskirt. "Move closer and watch and say nothing."I noticed she was totally shaven and she was glistening. Her fingersstarted to lightly flick across her clit. I wanted to glance up at herface but dared not to. Her finger moved slowly at first but with each fewseconds, her pace quickened. Her finger was.