"Erica, darling, that one's from Mr. Reed. Why don't you open it last?"Erica looked up, her surprise matching my own. She moved it to the side and con...inued her quest to eliminate the pile of wrapped presents.The small purse with five $10 bills was another big hit, as were the rollerblades, each calling for another shriek and a visit to her mother's lap, bringing forth more giggles and laughter from the woman beside me. Sandy was smiling hugely, taking the wrapping paper from her daughter and. "Ok so where is this party at?" I aasked Josh, my boyfriend. "Ten more miles Sarah quit bitching!" He yelled back. Josh was a great guy really he was, his friend was even better though, I almost fucked his freind Steven once, I let him lick the fuck out of my little virgin cunt then I sucked him bone dry, I loved his cum, but that is another story for another time. We pulled up to the party at 12:30 am. I got out and Josh was imeditatly at my side with a tight grip on my hand. "I thought I. She woke up later, light streaming in her bedroom window, warming herface. Stretched, yawned, enjoyed the feeling of the sheets against hersoft skin. Lazily kicked the cover of her body, lifted her foot up,admired her cute and dainty toes. Pulled her knee down towards her,straightened her leg out, touching the headboard behind her. She couldfeel her muscles being stretched. Her body felt amazing. Soft,sensitive, incredibly flexible. She played a bit with her nipple,caressed herself between her. I was scared. I used my other hand to comfort her by putting it on her head and she came close to me and lied on my shoulder. I asked her ” why are you crying priya”. She said her husband has never loved the way I loved her hands. I was so proud.I kept my hand on her shoulder and then moved towards hair and started proving my skill again. I played with her hair and scalp and really made her feel loved and cared. I didnt knew I had such a wonderful skill in doing such romantic acts with my hand..