Your hand also comes up to the breast I am suckling on to massage it more - to caress it into my mouth to stimulate, I know that your breasts are beco...ing more full, more engorged with blood as the manipulations of my hand and mouth treat your body to this erotic awakening. My fingers come out a little - circling around your bud of electric wild fire - teasing that switch that would rock you with orgasmic waves of raw feelings - your hand covers my hand making sure that I am slow and teasing in. She caught him staring at him and she smiled. "It's okay," she said. "You can look, I know you haven't seen a woman like me in a long time."She squeezed some apple juice for him, working an old metal juicer by hand, and then lit a fire in the stove. She opened the ice box and he gasped at what she pulled out. It was... it must be the slab of meat from which bacon came, fat and reddish meat stripes. She sliced off a half dozen slices and put them in an iron pan. Within a few moments the smell,. I lapped persistently at her twat, which grew increasingly wet the longer I pleasured it. I released any remaining inhibitions and just let myself go. Before long, we were more than ready to fuck, but I wanted her to suck me first.Perhaps it came from being good friends before the sexual interest developed or maybe because I was really just asking for her to return a favor, but I had no difficulty asking Katie for exactly what I wanted. She was happy to comply, too, switching with me on the bed. She seemed to relax more and started to make more eye contact.The more we spoke the more I wanted her. I glanced at her tits beneath her dress and her legs at every opportunity I got. She must have noticed several times but we carried on. She ordered more drinks to return the compliment and we talked more. This time she started to make light physical contact with her hands every now and then. A playful push if I made a joke or a tap on my arm to emphasize what she was saying. We were getting.