You kiss my neck and run your hands all over me. I feel your cock through your jeans hardening against my now throbbing clit. You run yours hands over...my back and I tell you it's okay to remove my bra. You marvel at my huge tits and begin to knead them. Moaning, I begin kissing and gently biting your neck. You get a little rougher making me squeal. You kiss me then make your way down my body. You unbutton my jeans and kiss just above my awaiting clit. I whine, wanting to feel your warm mouth. She didn't flinch. By now, the towel is closer to the small of her back and her ass is about fully exposed. "You still good?" I asked. She nodded, eyes closed. "OK, I'm going to move to your legs" I went to the end of the table, took a deep breath, put some oil in my hands, and started rubbing her calf and down to her foot. She jumped a little "That tickles!" "Sorry, just relax" I moved back to rubbing her calves and switching back and forth between them. Each time I would move her legs a. Well as I digress, I was down stairs eating when I heard something from upstairs and I just figured it was my sisters getting up. So I looked down at my food and when I looked up there was Claire standing there only in her bra and panties. As I saw her, my jaw almost actually dropped, I don’t know why but I couldn’t stop staring at her. She just looked so hot, it was around this time when she realized what she did and she rushed upstairs. When she returned “Sorry” she said.“What was that about”. I grab the white sweater wadded up and over her face, hiding her entire head, yanking it off, tossing it aside. God I had forgotten how much of a mess I had made of her face. I laugh at the gross sight leaning over me. Her dark makeup is completely smeared around her face. Her dark brown hair is matted, some of it plastered to her forehead and cheek. Her eyes are partially open, staring blankly through smudges of makeup streaked with tears and other fluids. Her cheeks red from being slapped.