He tugged it down, and then released her nipple with a wet pop.Pierce pushed her skirt down, hooked his thumbs beneath the waist of her panties, and t...en simultaneously drew them both over her hips and down her legs. Her panties were still above her knees when Trent’s hand cupped her sex, and he sucked her nipple even harder. Then two fingers slid inside her.Courtney had just enough presence of mind to lift her feet in response to Pierce’s silent instructions, allowing him to free her legs. My lips managed to centre themselves upon her body, she tingled and moaned; her nails pressed into me.Lips sealed around her incredibility thin shirt, slowly lifting it above her breasts to uncover what lies beneath. "Please, they're all yours; but please kiss both...What harm could a little teasing do?"Close your eyes, I'll treat you how you deserve; gently"I've started by pressing between her cleavage, rubbing my tongue along her immense cleavage. Every minor detail and spot; my tongue. God!" She exclaimed as she tried in vain to cover her nakedness with her hands:"Mister James!"Mister James was really James Cooper. He was the farm manager for all the local farms who were owned by city people like our parents. Everyone called him Mr. James out of respect, which was kind of unusual around these parts because he was a black man. Down here in the south, black men didn't get much respect at all, even in this day and age, sad to say. But he was strong and smart and knew the. Eight days later, on a Friday, she received a letter from him confirming his visit on the Sunday.Three knocks on her door announced his arrival.She rushed to the door and opened it. “Hello,” she smiled up at him and extended her hand.He grinned as he gently gripped her delicate hand, and replied, “Hello, Lady Genevieve.”“Hello,” she repeated. The feel of her hand in his comforted her and made her feel safe. She had tried to block out the need of a man’s touch since her fiancé had left her. At.