She was bucking against him ready for him to take her further when he stopped and eased away from her he guided her to turn over onto all fours and he...gently kissed the cheeks of her arse and slipped his tongue between them and out again then he spread her wide and guided his cock into her wetness, and he was not gentle, the smell of her and her begging for it to be deeper and harder urged him past the gentle love making he had tried to control, no teasing now, his cock was fully engulfed by. I did, and the room had a nice ambiance to it now. The kiss began again, as I place my hand on her covered breast, generating a most significant sound from her.She stopped the kiss, reaching behind her back, undoing the bra, and watching my eyes as they saw her unfettered breasts for the very first time.In this day and age, very few young people wait like we had, but I am glad we did, because it made this moment in time that much more special.She took my hand and placed it directly on her left. He was surprised when Abby, wearing a fluffy pink bathrobe, walked into the kitchen a few minutes after he got the coffeepot going. ‘I didn’t want to wake you,’ Greg said. ‘I didn’t want you leaving without giving me a kiss,’ Abby said. She sat down at the kitchen table. Greg poured two cups of coffee, carried them to the table, and set it in front of her. Then he got out milk, sugar, and a box of cereal and set them on the table, too. ‘I kind of like it that you’re making me breakfast, even if. You stand inside the tiny booth with me, leaning with your back to the door and watching while I remove all my clothes. One by one I hand you my things - my blouse, skirt, bra, shoes, pantyhose and finally, my panties.You bundle all my clothes into an empty brown paper bag the store clerk has given you. My panic level climbs a notch when you drop it on the floor and gently kick it out under the door of the booth. From your brown bag of newly purchased things, you pull out a pair of broad, black.