My hands roam all over his shoulders, his neck, his face, where my hands go my tongue seems to automatically seek. There is something powerful about h...m that makes me starve for the taste of him. Rolling onto him I straddle him and lick along the seam of his lips, they are warm, full and inviting, I can feel his breathing increasing, as if he is torn now between sleep and waking to receive the pleasure I mean to give him. My body wiggles, I can feel his cock hardening against my belly. He moans. “let me guess gin & tonic and a slice of lemon” he starred into my eyes again turning me into that school girl with a crush again, I giggled my reply “your right” I smiled letting my natural defences down already.Within minutes Abram seemed to be looking me over, “do you work out” he said “your legs are fit and toned” “I do” I said “I pride myself in looking after myself” The next few hours seemed to fly by as we drank and talked and Abram could charm the birds from the tree’s, I’d almost. When heturned around i was reminded that i was a hot piece of ass now. he gaveanna a hug, but asked who i was. "oh. this is noelle." she said, as if sheknew she was now the second favorite. he inspected me closely, groping me.at first i started to get angry, but anna made a face telling me to stay onhis good side. but that wasn't hard. the way he grabbed me wasn't rude, itwas corse. it was appreciative. like he was enjoying the thickness of myass. the weight of my tits. i hate to admit it,. I tried to find some knickers which did not show a line on my bottom. A thong was no good, briefs showed through like traffic lights, French knickers nearly did it but not quite so I decided to go without. My bottom showed off wonderfully with the material wrapping itself around my cheeks and even moving up into my cleft, I felt really sexy. "Do you remember I told you that recently Oliver had become very attached to my bottom, forever patting it, stroking it and rimming it with his tongue,.