..fucking you is more special...more intimate." I reached out and stroked her cheek as her face slightly reddened. "Maybe I'm just an old man lost in ... fantasy, but damn, Breanna -- there's something between us...something more than just having sex!"Breanna took my hand in hers and kissed my palm before saying in a slightly husky voice, "No, you're not imagining things, Mister Heller. I've felt it too." Her eyes were misty as she added, "I'm glad we both feel it."There was a long silence. Seen you admiring them in the past.” More giggling. “But really Bro you like my long legs, don’t you, do you want to see them?”“Yes please I managed.“OK then here we go,” In one quick action she unzipped her short skirt and let it fall to the ground to reveal a red gstring and black holdup stockings. Her long legs looked very sexy in the high heels. She stood there in bra, gstring, stockings and heels. Her light coloured flesh and toned body I had never seen so much of her skin. I continued to. His thumb stroked the satiny skin beneath my eye.Finally I let my tongue tickle his head, swiping it back and forth slowly and lightly. A delicious sound came out of him and he pushed forward. I pulled my head and mouth back just a bit and smirked, shaking my head. The message was: this is my show; your cock is my prop and I’ll do with it as I please.He got my meaning and moved his hips back, attempting to smirk in return. I could tell from the taut muscles in his face and by the tense way he. Then I was aware, her breathing had changed, her tiny teen chest was pulsating and her nipples were proud, I began to suck on them, trying to make them more proud. Not that they needed any encouragement. She began to change from a shy tight teen to a teen slut screaming “fuck me, fuck me fuck me” I began to pound her hard, this made her scream again “yes, fuck me fuck me fuck me harder” I naturally obliged her request, I mean what 40 plus year old man would turn down such an opportunity, I.