Our bodies started to mold together as he lift his head from my nipples, and found my mouth with his. We stood there in each others arms for several m...nutes, kissing and rubbing against one another. Our bodies came closer together, while running fingers through each others hair. The room seemed to became very warm, or maybe it was just me. His lips left mine and worked their way back down to my breasts. His hands were gently but firmly squeezing them. “Oh my God, I want to go down on you.” I. She sat fascinated by the girls features, soul searching eyes, she was certain they saw more than she ever gave acknowledgement to, expressive eyebrows above them. The thing that captured her the most though was her lips. The most sensual lips that she had ever seen moved softly as she watched. It only took a short time for her to become completely mezmerised by them. She continued to watch as in turn the lips were pursed seriously, then again as they stretched into a smile, outlined in pale. I ordered a nice bottle of wine and we began to talk over wine as we waited for the food to arrive. She was a very adventurous young woman and had been around the world, working here and there. San Diego was another temporary stop for her and she had only been there a month.The wine was going down fast and the bottle was half empty before the food arrived, at which time I ordered another bottle. Both our spirits were high and we were laughing and having a very good time. She was very open about. Kenny and Miss Sylvia had given them polish, but one forgotten item, they forgot to take away their guns. I had presented them with matching pistols when they turned sixteen. Not always having a purse to carry them in, I had the saddle shop construct holsters for them to wear under their dresses where they could be reached through their pockets. The pistols were a small-framed .32 caliber, engineered by the manufacturing firm of Harrington & Richardson. It was amazing after practicing, how.