Next thing she fell asleep. I dragged her out and dried her off.“That’s nice,” she said deamily.I found her a nightdress an old girlfriend lef... behind and I laid her on my bed. She was asleep before her head hit the pillow.I climbed it with her. I shut my eyes for a moment and woke up next morning.Damn me if she wasn’t fixing breakfast.“Gee you awake?” she asked, “You never fucked me.” she stated.“I never do on first dates,” I lied.“You fucked that old bitch instead,” she challenged.“She’s. The weight of her butt cheeks in my hands felt so erotic, and intimate. I could feel my own pussy involuntarily wetting. From there, I slipped my hands down the back and the sides of her thighs, her surprisingly muscled legs pleasant to my touch, the heat of her body a thrill. I couldn't resist pressing the tendons in the back of her thighs to see how athletic she might be."Ooh, THAT feels good," Kes said. "Ever since I started running some, it feels good to stretch that part." It feels like. If he could make her feel good, she’d reciprocate. She would. And she was good. She could make him feel soooo good.“How about this?”Baker had his hand up in her crotch and was gently stoking the top of her genitals, around the top tuft of hair she allowed herself. April’s breathing had sped up even more and she nodded, and then leaned back, and spread her legs wider, doing her best to give him all the access she could.She opened her eyes, but was having difficulty on focusing on anything other. Naked except for tan Cuban heeled nylon stockinged legs held in place by a matching coloured satin suspender belt, the flimsy gown moulded itself to her petite lithe body. Stepping into a pair of six inch heeled mule slip-ons, she hastily teetered over to the front door, opened it and stepped half way out as she heard the heavy foot steps of the courier approaching up the stairs. As the courier handed over the package and waited for her to sign over acceptance, he couldn't help but ogle at this.