“I can lick her all day”, I said as I let my tongue in as she cummed on my face.She quickly pushed up with her leg.“I wanna wait for your friend... too”, she said as she pulled her underwear and went to the bedroom. I followed her like her puppy. She cleaned her bed and lay there with her eyes closed.I took my duck on my hand as it was hard enough to send a nail on the wall.My buddies came from the bathroom just like me with towels wiping themselves abs not wearing anything.She started to move. She looked barely out of her teens. The absence of makeup and her curly, I could say frizzy, golden hair was tied back in a bushy ponytail seemed to accent her youthfulness. She was very slim and wore an olive colored work shirt open over a white 'T' shirt. The lower legs of her convertible greenish-grey pants were zipped off displaying muscular calves that disappeared into her low cut work boots. The knowledge and skills required to do her work, to say nothing of running her own business led. You head out and lay on the bed and wait for me to come and get you. I prepare your bath my queen. Somewhere between hot and warm I feel your bath. I set out a tape player and some music you said you liked. Then I dimmed the lights and put out a few candles. When the mood is set, I come out and head over to where you are laying. Reaching over, I begin to set butterfly kisses around your body. Taking you by the hand, I help you up and lead you to the bathroom. Then I start undressing. How they flared out at the bottom, their feathers almost floating independantly. She smiled at him, and moved closer. He then reached out to her, his hand grabbing her shoulder, but not forcefully. His gentle touch calmed whatever uneasy feelings she had left. His large palm fit around her small shoulder, and he pulled her up to his chest. She looked up, and saw his lips moving to kiss her. For reasons unknown to her, she reached to kiss him back. As their lips met, she felt magic. Her body.