I hear You set the ruler back down, and then I moan almost inaudibly as You stroke a hand gently over my buttocks. “They’re very, very warm My sw...et slut. By the way, You can give me Your thong – You won’t be needing it. Take it off for Me slave.” You say, Your hand resting on the small of my back, making me feel surprisingly secure. I reach behind me and ease the thin white satin over my sore bottom and down to my thighs, before straightening up and pushing it down the rest of the. ?", she smiled looking in his eyes.She felt his touch on her skin, it felt electric. Her nipples stiffened, she felt a longing inside of her. His hands cupped her bum, and his finger tip ran down the crack. She pressed her body against his, her blushing masked by the the chocolate of her skin. She wondered if he knew how conflicted she was. Half wanted him to take her now and the other half, wondered what he saw in her.She allowed her hands to caress his skin, always fascinated by the contrast. "I called her on it. I told her that he hadn't looked like no old dodderer to me. I asked her whether she'd expanded her game to include men in their prime, as well as the kids and the old guys."She said no, that this guy really was an older man, but she admitted that she'd probably miscalculated a little. She told me she thought he could be close to 60, but she said it had been an unusual experience, and that now she regretted playing the game with him." What else?" Well, first-off, I think. He had met the twins, of course, had known them for a couple of years, but since they were some years younger than he was hadn't paid them much attention."Look at his chest!" Linda said, lying head down on the chaise and watching the world upside down, her fingers in her slit, heel of her hand on her flesh-covered clit, gently massaging. "What wonderful muscles. His shoulders are so wide." Uh huh," agreed Meredith as she sat on the creaking swing, with her long legs curled up beneath her,.