She didn't really do anything with it, just held it in her fist as we turned her jeans inside out. I lifted them over my head as Lisa kicked her feet ...nd laughed, eventually getting free and laying on the bed in a pair of thin bikini panties.We took off my pants as well, and my boxers with them. I pulled her closer with a hand on Lisa's back, the other in her fine, blonde hair. I urged her to kiss my chest and she licked my nipples, grazing them with her teeth and gnawing at my firm flesh. She. She worked fairly close to home so I dropped her off and picked her up after work. Once home we shared dinner duties, washing up duties and then settled in for the night. Horas had been feed and watered and he lay in the corner watching us. Probably thinking “am I going to my bitch”. Well of course he did. Cathy decided that she couldn’t resist having him with us. We watched the news, the TV went off and so did Cathy’s clothes. Horas was equal to the task and showed her how much he missed her.. " I allowed a few moments to pass by. "You can touch it if you like?" I said. Another few moments passed before he exetended a timid hand toward my cock, appraoching it as if were some sort of dangerous a****l that may strike out at her. Her fingers made contact with the tip, glaistened with a little come which she rub into the skin. It was as if she had discovered a new toy. Her initial timidity quickly faded and her fingers traced the various veins. "It really looks like it hurts," she. As my hands under your dress travel back up across the bare skin of your thighs they don’t encounter any fabric. It’s not a surprise to either of us – we both know your purple panties are in my right pocket, After all our naughty play under the table at dinner you had slipped off the washroom and on return pressed them, still damp, into my hands under the table. Now, as my hands teasingly slide further up your thighs, drawn to the raw heat being emitted from your body – your hands let go of my.