She gave them the rest of the evening to do some shopping of their own. When we finished, Rachel came over to my lap. As she sat, she pushed my hand b...neath her. She wiggled a little as she sat down. I gulped some air as I realized a bare, wet pussy was wiggling on my fingers. Rachel wiggled a little more then raised up and slipped my hand out from under her before sitting back down. “Does Santa think he can guess what I want?” All I could say was “Ho, ho, ho. I hope it’s not a candy cane.”. Our eyes bond you undo two buttonsYour cleavage is showing and I can see your bra is a lighter cream that your blouse You run your fingers along the edge of the braI run a finger along the edge and over the length of my still growing man hoodA few mins pass. I move my hips forward and move down in seat so I can adjust my cock so it is in line with the buttons of my jeans You ease edge of your bra down I can see the darkness or your nipple appearingYou reach in with your nails and pull it out. ”“Doesn’t that bother you Si?”“A month ago it would have horrified me but now, no, I like my body and I’m proud of it so no, it doesn’t bother me. You’ve got a great body too Lizzy, those tits are magnificent. You should be proud of your body too.”“I do like my body, it’s just that ….”“You mother told you that you should always hide it away, that only your future husband and your doctor should see it, right?”“Yes.”“Well my mother never told me anything about that, jeez, she never even told me. Lewis looked at the gaping mouth; he saw bloated tongue stretching down from the corner of her slack-jawed mouth with dribbles of drool spilling down across the bare breasts, the erect nipples and the urine-soaked thighs. Caroline’s cheeks were blue and puffy. Fine red lines of drying blood stained the lower part of her throat. The rope had constricted Caroline’s throat to little more than two inches.Lewis looked up at his dead lover and remembered how beautiful she had been in life. He hugged.