Same at the back area browsed my fingers up such that u pushed the nighty up further and making her more nude.Slowly she started humming and I was enj...ying it too. I saw her face her eyes were shut I gently touched the crack of her bum and slid my centre finger a bit inside at the edge of her valley. I further did it repeatedly since I didn’t get any complain I further pulled her panty below her bum area exposing her whole bum and massaged her bum using both my hands. I had a bottle of Nivea. I can imagine spending so much time getting to know your plump body, pinching folds, biting pale flesh, starting at your chubby feet, up to your thick thighs, fat pussy, round belly, big flabby tits, pink nipples, soft neck and tasty lips. I imagine you standing in front of me, naked, exposed, heavy, your sexy feet stuffed into high heels, all your weight on your aching feet, stretching the delicate leather straps. You sit down on your bed and I am kneeling down, at your feet, gently kissing. It felt so strange, knowing that my most intimate area was uncovered, exposed to the same air everyone around me was breathing. I placed my hand on the table, feeling such a heady rush of confused feelings about the bunched up panties inside my fist. For a few moments I wasn’t sure if I could open my hand, but then he smiled at me and I let them go, my hands rushing nervously back to my lap.I was a bit embarrassed that they weren't prettier, just blue cotton bikini-cut panties with a tiny bit. Ms. Gardner was the wrong kind of lesbian. She was so...hairy. I discovered that the hard way last year. I liked my women to be sexy and sensual and feminine, not hairier than a man. Her bush was a jungle, and yetis weren't as shaggy as her legs.“No, no, something else happened.”“What?” she asked, loving gossip. Her blue eyes twinkled as her other classmates strolled in.Including a minx named Heather. She had these piercing, blue eyes, the same shade as my daughter's, her blonde hair short. She.