With Rose feeling more comfortable, they both cuddled for a bit, facing one another, and Tom lightly stroked Rose’s left cheek with his right finger.... After a while, Tom asked if Rose minded if he took off his pants since it was pretty warm for an early September night in his bedroom. For now, Tom returned to his bed and Rose and Tom cuddled and kissed some more. Tom worked his right arm up under Rose’s shirt, and was having a bit of fun caressing Rose’s left breast, not yet teasing the nipple,. This time she stretched out in the tub. I slowly washed her belly and down through her thick thatch of pubic hair. Mona moved her body, tilted back, spread her legs. I watched her face. Her eyes were closed. Her breathing was heavy. But she was not asleep. She seemed relaxed. I dipped the sponge between her semi-submerged legs. Nothing happened. I slowly passed the sponge across the thick pouting red lips of her gash. She sighed. Back and forth I moved the sponge enjoying my close up view of. "You comfortable, boy? Let me tell you what he told me..."Sir Arthur Saxby's Story"You remember, Phillimore, back in '25, there was all that fuss in the Company about the expedition to Periguolo? I was on that expedition, although, mercifully, I wasn't there for the messy ending. I got away, clean away, on the penultimate boat to leave the island. The Cassowary it was, Captain Chivers, mixed cargo bound for Glasgow. No questions asked. I went on board with my boxes and my bearers. The bearers. Her hands then began to unbutton my jeans and then unzip them as well; I felt her hands slide my pants down and then one hand slide its way into my boxers and wrap around my cock. She began to stroke it, and little by little it began to grow bigger and bigger, until it was forced up against the button on the front of my boxers. She took her hand out of my boxers, leaned back and smiled. “Looks like these gotta come off now.” I smiled back and said “Tug away” urging her on. After a slight pause,.