’ My hands placed her body sitting on me, serious eyes looking down, glistening with tears. ‘I guess you should stay up there until you have extr...cted enough penance from your stupid boyfriend.’ ‘I like sitting up here, rubbing my messy bottom on your abs. Your very tough abs. You drove that bike from gym to gym, didn’t you? You killed yourself morning after morning trying to ditch Boston and your ruined job…’ ‘And the woman I didn’t deserve.’ She fell into my arms and we cried on each other.. After picking up and then wringing out her dripping bikini, she sidled her naked sexy arse back into the house. +I threw my bikini over Auntie Vi's washing line then drip-dried myself while pacing her lawn. Five minutes. It was all I dared wait. Well, more like four and a half, actually and every second was torture. On stepping through the door, I looked up and down the road, listening for cars, footsteps, anything, and heard nothing. Dressed only in Auntie Vi's old dressing gown and with my. A moan slipped between my lips as I felt her fingers glide in and out of me in a slow and steady pump. Her lips and tongue kept working that patch of skin. It was like it had a direct line to my clit, mimicking the sensation of an orgasm that spreads across my body from my clit being teased. My hips rose off the couch and I pushed myself onto her fingers, bringing her deeper into me. I half expected her to start backing off, forcing another calm down. Jess had been tasting and teasing my pussy. Finally he did. He squeezed them lightly. His thumb grazed her nipple lightly, causing it to slowly get stiffer. Her eyes never left his. It was almost as if she fed on his desire for her. He tasted her. His tongue circled her nipple and she closed her eyes. He groaned lightly as he savored the taste of her skin.Marta took one of his hands and slid it down her stomach. There, he found warmth that he hadn't felt in a very long time. She guided him into rubbing her warmth, and her warmth grew.