Beider Unterw?sche, die ich mir gekauft hatte, war ein Hemdchen aus reinerSeide. Es war sehr sch?n, mit Spaghettitr?gern, Spitze im Dekollet?, undeine... Volant am Saum. Das war nat?rlich f?r die Schule untauglich, aberich wollte ja nur den Stoff testen.Hmm, das f?hlte sich ziemlich gut an. Ich sp?rte meine winzigen Br?stezwar noch, aber es tat nicht mehr weh. Aber die kleinen Schwellungenzeichneten sich sehr deutlich ab. Ich zog einen Pulli dar?ber. Es f?hlte sich immer noch gut an, aber so. "Not even once," Jeanette replied.Then she kissed me again and went back to eating me out. I could taste all of my juices from off her lips. And I loved it, but I wanted more."Kiss me again Jeanette," I said.Then she leaned up and kissed me once again. But before she went back in for more, she rubbed my pussy with her left hand. As she got on her stomach and began eating me out again, she put her hand right over my mouth. Then I sucked every single bit of my cum off her hand."That tickles. ‘Blow me a kiss, sugar!’ Leaning in the door jam, I blow him his kiss and wave my hand. He doesn’t see the lone tear sliding down my cheek. He gets in and starts the truck, pulling away from the curb, away from home, away from me. I turn and close the door. Walking around the house aimlessly, I find myself walking into the bedroom where we spent our last few hours together. Bed sheets lay in a tangle, the smell of him still lingering in the air from his recent shower. I lie down on his side of. The waiter poured wine for us all and he was very cool. He could see our tits, pretty much fully exposed as he stood looking down and pouring wine and not spilling a drop. Finally he smiled and said, "Are we ready to order?" He was a older guy and very handsome.Mark said, "Give us a little more time to make up our minds."At that point the waiter noticed Marks hand on my leg and he could see the top of my stockings but I don't think he could see everything but I could tell he sure wanted to.He.