“Hi,” she replies in the same quiet tone. “Thank you for the wine,” she adds and I can feel her hand come up to take it out of my hand. “I�...ll put this in the kitchen. I have a bottle on ice ready for us. I’ll get you a glass.”Lauren doesn’t wait for my response before she takes the bottle I brought through the doors with her and to wherever the kitchen is. I’d ask for a tour, but I’d rather not break whatever sexual tension we have building right now.Lauren is quickly back with two glasses of. Still, my fingers ran through her long blonde hair, and she put her hand on my chest. As the minutes passed, she unbuttoned my shirt. As soon as it was undone, I slipped it off and let it fall to the floor, then lifted her shirt over her head. Her glorious breasts looked as if they were going to burst forth from her colorful polka dot bra. I worked my kisses down to her neck, and then further down to the top of her tits.Krissy took a step back and pulled me towards her. Seeing where she. She was obedient.'Yes what?' He asked sternly, still staring down at her small frame between his knees. She looked up at him again, her big blue eyes shimmering with a mixture of fear and excitement. Her blonde hair a fallen mess along her shoulders. The soft slip of a shirt she more askew, exposing her breasts even more . 'Yes... Sir'. She peeped, meeting his hard gaze. His hands slid from her face to the back of her head, running his fingers through her long hair. He gripped her bundled hair. Putting them up to my nose I started to sniff taking in her scent. They were still wet. I turned them inside out and saw her secretion on the white cotton material. Closing my eyes I stuck out my tongue. Oh God! It was something that I had never tasted before. So fucking erotic it was in my mouth, like the unforbidden fruit. My knees shaking I had to sit down. The commode being the best place for me to sit, in so allowing me to spread wide and run my fingers along my camel toes. .