Jess placed her hands on his button and began to relieve him of his pants. Sliding his pants down slowly, kissing his bare legs as they became availab...e. Jess on one leg and Amber on the other. Not breaking eye contact as they kissed their way down. Jess and Amber kissed their way back up his leg stopping at the cloth that separated them from Erik’s manhood. They looked at each other, smiled and each grabbed a corner of his underwear with their teeth. Erik gently raised and allowed them to. She was a Teutonic goddess, a living, breathing Valkyrie. Tall, blond, blue eyed and stacked. I had serious doubts that I was going to be able to do her justice. Did I have enough left after the last two nights with Susan to give Freda all that her magnificence deserved? If I didn't would Freda start really thinking I was a sissy boy?Freda lay back on the bed, spread her legs and then pulled her pussy lips apart with her hands."You like sissy boy? You want? Come sissy boy, show Freda you. As Diane had told me, her pubic area sported only a small patch of hair - it didn't appear to be very long, but seemed as straight as the hair on her head; it was sparse enough that the cleft of her sex was easily discerned. But it was her clitoris and vaginal lips that fascinated me: her clitoris was large and easily visible, as were the thin, obviously soft and delicate, lips of her labia.Diane and I watched as Holly continued to play with Susan's breasts and nipples while Susan's fingers. Always happy and nice. She seemed almost like a teenager (which I knew she wasn't) with her tank-tops, short skirts and shorter shorts. Since I was a rare regular at the place, she was happy to see a familiar face whenever I came to sleep. The occurrences in the field began to cool off, so I spent most nights at the motel. And she would often invite me to drink a lemonade or fresh orange juice on the balcony with her. As events progressed and things got more and more quite, I was given a long.