I stroked every inch except her breasts. I moved my hands close to them but continued to pass over them – both to tease her and to see her reaction ...s I got close. Her body gently shifted each time I neared her breasts as if to say, “Touch me”. My erection was growing by the second.I totally lost track of time, but it seemed as if I massaged for hours. As my hands touched each breast, she let out a soft audible moan. I massaged around them lifting them up slightly and covering every inch.. "Would you like some more wine?" He lifted a bottle from an ice-filledcooler."No, as much as I hate to say it." Bridget waved a hand over her almostempty glass. "I'll need my wits about me when I get back to town.There's always a few folks looking to play some poker and I'm not aboutto close up my game." We don't have to go back right away." He grinned. "We don't have to goback at all today." Are you kidnapping me, sir?" She looked into his eyes daringly, atight little smile on her lips."Not. Anderson was my new piano teacher. He’s old enough to be my grandfather. There’s something about him that gets me excited. When I play for him, my panties get soaked from arousal. He usually puts his arm around me when I play. At first, it used to make me nervous. Now it makes me horny and hot for him.I know he’s interested in me too. I notice him staring at my breasts and short skirts. His eyes are always staring right into my shirt. He must get a little embarrassed sometimes because. "But when my uncle gets up from below, just have him go back down and spear something. He's a master baiter. He'll know what to catch and how to cut it up to use for bait."She stopped talking because both Rupert and the girl were laughing."What?" she asked."Your uncle is a master baiter?" giggled the girl.Mandy blinked and then got it. She flushed red."You know what I mean," she said."I know exactly what you mean," laughed the girl. "I'm going to have to hook up with him later and tell him I.