"OK, Amy - since you've opened your blouse, what would you like to see ME do?" She was beginning to pant a bit, and then said, "Take off your shirt! I...love your tits and the hair around them!" I did so, slowly but surely. I tossed the shirt on the table (Amy and I were both at our respective dining room tables - not planned, but coincidental). I was now topless, and she was still open-bloused with bra showing. I could see her right hand slide to her cleavage, and stop. I suggested, "Amy, slide. “I have confirmation,” Smythe said. “The rescue has been completed with no casualties, though one of the team members suffered a cut from a steak knife, wielded by Scarlett Muffley.”“She wasn’t a hostage,” Kitty sighed. “Reba must have talked her into it. They were probably calling from Mother’s suite in the Biltmore. I’ll bet she thought by getting Reba pregnant, all the attention would be off her.”“The way they sounded,” Sheila said, “I think they’d developed something more than. She shrugged her shoulder and the fabric slipped free. Holding it at her waist, the girl dropped her blouse after making sure it dipped over the flare of her ass.The man was really getting hot watching her. He'd seen some fine strippers in his day but they lacked the beauty and simplicity of this girl. She had an innocent air about her that was both appealing and arousing."Keep going, my dear," he urged. "I want to see it all!" You will," she promised. "You'll see it all before I'm. It was a nice quiet neighborhood. But the icing on the cake was when we met our neighbor. His name was Bobby and god was he hot. He had a swimmer's build (which wasn't surprising considering he was on the swim team in High School) that he frequently showed off when he tanned himself in his backyard wearing nothing but speedos. Today was no different. We occasionally looked out to see a perfect vantage point of Bobby from our window as we fucked."Oh god baby, he's wearing those blue ones that.