She said “women now a days reveal so much.” i said “why should they hide it if they are beautiful.” she said “so that no one gives them a ba... eye and screws them.” i said “oh yes. I felt the same thing for you when i saw you in the room.”She said “come sit beside me.” i went near her. She put her hand on my thigh. My tool stood up. She saw it and just kept massaging my thigh. I was going mad. My tool wanted to jump out but my chachi kept teasing me and massaging. She then slowly put her hand on. Always let me rub and fondle as prelude, got me hot. she needed kissing, rubbing pussy through pants or panties to get going. anal once when she was really drunk, too dry, used spit, still too dry, looked in BR and got her vaseline lip balm, used whole tube, her ass smelled like berries. would have been a cute "in" joke, but she never let me have her ass again (wasn't really drunk enough to) fingers only from that point, and not a whole lot. tried for three and she was mad. I'd eat her out and. ”“What is it about me that you like?”“All of you.”“Be specific.” “Well, I love your face, it is sweet, and the freckles come out in the sunshine and really suit you. And I love you firm, breasts. They are small, but perfect. And I love your slim waist and smooth skin, and yes, thank you.” she had stood up and done a turn. “Yes, I love your tight wee bum and your hairless snatch and I’d love to...”“Well do. I don’t mind. I promised.”“But you aren’t old enough ... for me, I mean. Or I’m too old. " Thank god." I answered breathing a sigh of relief.Scott was about to begin, until hearing the sound of a horn in the distance. All he did was smile. I had no idea what to do. I didn't want to remove my shirt, and I wasn't keen on the idea of baring my cunt either. It was a difficult decision, but finally I lowered the zipped on the side of my skirt. Very slowly I worked my skirt out from under me and pushed it down my legs onto the floor. I picked it up, careful to keep my one hand covering.