Your pussy hair is so silky. His fingers played in the sparse blond hair above Katies plump pussy lips. Scott withdrew his hand, then Katie heard him ...ick his fingers and palm. Oh, I love girl juice. You taste like peaches, Scott whispered in her ear. Katie was breathing so hard she thought her heart would burst. Scotts strong hands slid up the sides of her narrow waist and tugged the top of her dress and bra down, just until her nipples were exposed. Scott lightly touched her breasts. Oh my,. We both went to the kitchen, and put on a kettle for tea. I could feel him staring at me. It felt like he was undressing me with his eyes. It felt like he wanted to grab me and throw me down on the table and take me right then and there. With that thought in mind, I handed him his cup of tea. He said, ‘Look, what I said last night was the truth, but I don’t want it to change our friendship.’ ‘To tell the truth, Sam, I have wanted to tell you something for a very long time,’ I said. Concerned,. He looked to be in his mid thirties and had lean, rugged features. His short black hair was combed straight back, not a strand out of place. As her gaze wandered lazily down along his torso, she felt a twinge of desire between her thighs. He was tall ... she was sure of it, even though he was sitting down and the car was dark ... somehow she was sure. The flowing silk shirt and black denim jeans he wore did little to conceal his powerful, muscular frame, but rather seemed to enhance it. His. It was a private, heady experience for each of them. Rose turned back towards the basin and, in one last casually orchestrated move, faced away from the door and bent over, slowly smoothing the cloth down one leg and up the other while providing the man whom she knew was watching her an unobstructed view of her beautifully curved behind. Finally reaching for the towel, she gently patted her skin dry, once again lingering upon the soft slope of the top of her breast and then moving to the full.