Then as she straightened up shetossed it back, and it fell in perfect order behind her as shelooked up at me. "Now you!" she told me. Was that a tw...nkle in her eye?"Now me what, Nicole?" I had no idea what she meant. Toss my hair?"Now you put on pantyhose. Here's a pair that should fit. Let'ssee how well you handle something as delicate and sheer aspantyhose. You've done it before, surely." And she handed me an unopened package, Queen size. Bought for meto test me -- hers were a size. A shiver passed up and down her spine, as his soft, slightly oiled fingers massaged her breasts. The shiver turned into a shudder and a soft moan, when he flicked his thumbnails across the pink tips, then started to trace his way down her neck with his tongue and lips. Elizabeth could barely stand when he placed his mouth around one of her nipples. One strong arm supported her, another roamed over her buttocks scraping along her thighs, and running fingers through her pubic hair. The chocolate. It's wet and warm and incredible and he wants nothing more than to bury his face in it.He lays her on the grass beside the carpark. She is already naked. He pulls her knees apart, she just watches him to wait to see what he will do. A line of kisses is drawn from her knee, he buries his head and she is soft and sweet. A moan escapes her lips and he realizes her eyes are closed. In response he moves faster, feels her get wetter. He lets his tongue skip across her clit, feeling every jolt of her. .." His finger was moving slowly downward between her breasts and Helen was almost overcome with the sensations it was leaving in its wake."Jesus... that feels good!" She moaned and reaching for his rigid member, gave it a squeeze."I wanted to say something to her," Helen said after recovering her senses, "like you know, can we really do this? But that didn't seem appropriate, because we were alone in the house, so of course we could do it." What resulted was that while I was trying to figure.