I will go out and come back in an hour. I would like to give you as a gift to him. He will give you a very good time.’ Christ, they didn’t mess ab...ut. Actually I did want to fuck him pretty desperately. As soon as he’d greeted us and he had looked me over I thought it would be extremely pleasurable to have this experienced man undress me. It was still a shock when she put it so plainly though. I also found the idea of being given as a gift very erotic. I know all the stuff about being treated. Also, it's not like you haven't already seen me in panties." Have I? Yeah, I guess when you were in your bedroom, after I helped you pull your pants off. I wasn't sure this morning, with those little blue ones." Had you looked up a moment sooner after we took my pants off on the bed, you would've seen a lot more than just my panties," she smiled. "This morning, how did it look when I was down on my knees, bent at the waist? Did those look like normal tap pants, or did you think they were. She'd moved into the community a year before and had quickly begun to adapt to the school clubs and other activities for the students. I heard her tell someone in a hallway one day that it was kind of hard moving in her senior year to another community but her father's work had required them to make the move.Melissa had long dark straight hair and her skin was beautiful. One of the distinctive things about her was that she was black, a very beautiful African-American, and she was a gorgeous. She was bent over the back of the chair and my shoulder with her head down toward my legs, and I was holding her in that position. As she is very petite, it wasn't hard to hold her. Although I couldn't see it, her long dark hair had to be hanging down against my legs. She was squirming and laughing and trying to get away from me, but I held her tightly. It was a little erotic knowing that her face was only inches from my crotch. Then she stopped squirming a little. I wondered what she was up.