They slid between your breasts and I circled your nipples with my fingertips. Then I blew some warm air on your aching nipples. You shuddered as I did...this and I proceeded to run my fingers over your stomach. I kissed your soft stomach as I did this. From there, I ran my fingers down your leg and back, making sure not to touch you where you most wanted to be touched. My fingers moved across to your other leg. As I worked my way back up your leg, I planted kisses, one after another on you. My. " I gasped breathlessly. His tongue whirled around and sent sparks of pleasure up my spine, bringing me to the brink of orgasm. Then he withdrew, and I moaned in frustration and confusion.He crawled on top of me, and started kissing me again. Hungrily I replied. I could taste myself on his tongue. Soon we lay completely entangled on the couch, and his hand headed south. I was eager to get off, so I spread my thighs to get fingered. But his hand didn't go there. He fumbled. Then I felt something. It was almost as good as being in Joe’s arms.“Sweetie,” he went on, “I’m really sorry you felt you had to run away, and I’m desperately sorry about what happened to you.”I leaned back a little so I could look up at him. “It was horrible,” I acknowledged, “but now, I’ve found a happy place. It was worth it to find Joe, and even more so to meet Jesus.”“I don’t understand...”“When I was in hospital, Dulcie visited and prayed for me, and I had a vision of Jesus, holding my hand and weeping. Then,. I'll be honest - I'm a breast man. And Mandy had a pair of the nicest fullest sexiest tits I'd seen on a young woman of her age. Mandy must have been about 25 or so and she had the body of a very mature young woman. Nothing girlish about this lady. Well, Mandy already knew from casual comments I'd made to her during our recent days of being together intimately that I loved her tits and today it was obvious that Mandy had intended to capitalize on that lust of mine.Mandy's blouse was button-up.