I couldn't help but notice her wonderful boots, her shaved pussy and her aroused nipples.Jennifer was a goddess. She had rich black hair that hung alm...st to her waist. Her beautiful body was quite a sight. She was so well endowed that sometimes you wondered if she was real. Taller than me, at close to six feet, this delight had generous D cup breasts, a tiny waist, and gorgeous hips. My personal envy was her butt and legs that always looked wonderful with the three-inch stilettos she. She was unyielding but as my hands caressed her hands and lightly rubbed against her breasts with the fingers brushing against her nipples, i kissed her more strongly. I then held her face in my hands and kissed her with some passion and this time she yielded a bit with slight parting of her lips and i quickly thrust my tongue into her mouth and found her tongue which i started playing with. Her breathing became more heavy and noisy and her hands slowly but in a hesitating manner started. 'Your beverages Sir.' the porter said, a tray of cups, a coffee jug, a teapot and all the condiments required.'Thank you.' I said taking the tray from him and turning to enter the room, and place it on the table beneath the mirror on the wall. I turned to the porter who was still stood there, and for a moment wondered if I had to pay now for it. 'Please, add it to the bill.' I said and then realized it was a tip he was after.Glancing around the room, I located my jeans and crossed to pick them. Until the ‘Moment in the Market’, I never thought about getting pleasure from doing things to him. Now, I can’t stop thinking about it, and every time I do, I go wet and itchy. I fantasize about doing it in public, and when I say ‘it’, I mean almost anything. I want Jon to breath along my neck, touch my shoulder, and kiss my forehead. I want him to inadvertently brush by my nipples while standing in the line for the movie, I want him to reach under my dress at a formal dinner and slowly slide.