Next she took off her sweater and blouse, then stepped out of her skirt. She did this all very slowly, obviously trying to keep the ultimate moment aw...y, but I did not mind. It made her look so graceful and lithe, and I wanted to bask in the moment anyway. Finally, she stood there in her lacy white bra and plain cotton panties, the latter with little pink bows at the sides that matched the pink ribbon in her hair. She stood for a moment, her hands trying to cover herself without appearing to do. You are sound asleep and beautiful. I lean forward and brush the hair off your forehead and kiss it softly. You don’t stir. I give soft little pecks on your nose, ears, lips and chin as I pull the sheet lower down your body. You still don’t stir.I pull the sheet further down to your waist upto your belly button and see you are naked under the sheets. At least from waist up. Your breasts a beautiful chocolate brown topped with caramel nipples, which seem to harden in the cold air. My mouth. A sympathetic waitress led me to the one vacant stool at the bar. To maintain cover, I ordered a local brew — Cold Smoke Scotch Ale. From the Kettle House brewery in Missoula. With all my cowgirl gear, I was as Big Sky as I’m gonna get.I’d gone online to check out the Pub Station — they had a firm no-weapons policy. Excellent. No backpacks either. They even discourage bags in general, but mine was small enough to pass muster. Which meant that the BlingSting pepper spray that I’d overnighted to. Anand came behind me and held my boobs in both his hands and started pressing them hard. He rubbed his erect lund between my full butts on the petticoat. We then moved to the bathroom and i lifted my petticoat, lowered my panty, sat in front of him and pissed with a sound. He held his erect tool in his hand and started shagging. I could not control and started sucking his cock. I drank all his cum while he was running his hands all over my body.While we were totally engrossed in our acts, we.