Very carefully I parted the outer labia and let the moist fingers probe deeper. Once again I marveled at the incredible silky softness of the female i...ner labia, smoother and softer than any manmade object, and Linda's soft moans told me that they were also very sensitive. While exploring I kept a safe distance to her most sensitive point, the clitoris, it wasn't time yet - but it was time for something else.I was determined to give her the best possible treatment, so I started kissing her. I smiled. “Hi…” was all I could say. My mouth was wide open. I looked down. There was a very voluptuous blonde standing in front of me. She was in her late twenties. About 5ft 2. She was wearing a very long black skirt that covered her feet. She had a tight white blouse that showed off her huge chest. I then noticed her wedding ring on her finger. Just my luck.“Hello young man. I’m Mrs. Candy Grove. I live next door. Just over there.” She said. She pointed across the garage. “I’m. In some of our classes we would add classmates to MSN in-case we all needed to talk about schoolwork online. It was also a means to flirtation, and it allowed people to cut through the bullshit if they wanted to get some action. Hailey was a 5"8 strawberry blond who didn't talk much. She seemed shy, which was a bit of a turn-on at first. That, and her nicely round ass. Whenever we'd talk online she would be much more aggressive, which was fine by me. What was odd, however, was the fact her. It looked as if she was wrapped up in a tight corset. He traced his finger over the padded edge of the cast, then curiously touched the hard shell. “What are you doing?” she asked, turning her eyes down in a futile attempt to see his hands. “Touching your breasts.” “Ha! Some other time maybe. They are very well protected now, too protected,” she said, laughing. He slipped his forefinger under the cast and into the barely visible slit between her breasts. She gasped and her left foot moved.