I stood close and allowed hands to caress my thighs and my bum, and if the man was sensible and gentle I would let him rub my crotch.One man started s...roking my clitoris and I stayed beside him, striving not to show my rising excitement, until he suddenly stopped, leaving me panting! He beckoned for me to get close so he could whisper in my ear, and he asked if I would suck his cock and I said yes of course, but all he did was push his chair back, he didn't attempt to get up and go somewhere. ”“Oh yeah, well let’s try it then. Do you want me to take off my panties and put them on your head and you wear them like a hat?”Bobby gasped, “Yes, Your Highness.”Emily got up, took off her panties, looking Bobby right in the eye with a little smile and held them out, “No, you put them on over your own head. You want to, slave, don’t you?”He gurgled, “Yes, Your Highness”. He took the panties and put them over his head. She sat back down, smoothing her skirt so he couldn’t see.“Well, sit. Furthermore, becauseof the particular viewpoint of the story, those errors often won't becorrected. When the errors are corrected, the correction will often bedisbelieved and rejected.Despite this I will admit to pushing the limits of Bikini-Beach canon,perhaps even going outside on occasion. Bikini Beach and its principlecharacters are copyright 1998 by Elrod W. ******************************ELLEN ISAMU WATANABE, single mother of two daughters, was hard at workat her home. She opened her robe completely, exposing her beautiful tits, the pinkness of the nipples, the whiteness and blue veins was more than I could imagine, just as it had been a most welcome view the first time. She parted her knees, and with a jolt, put her feet on the glass topped table, exposing her reddish and grayish crotch, with the pink, wet slit, parted by that clitoris I so loved. She began to slid her fingers between the slit, staring at my now rising cock, pausing at the tip of her clit,.