With a quick flick of the wrist, Tessa sent it flying to the floor, and then her hands sought their prizes, as she took Kirsty’s pendulously swingin... breasts into her hands, and began to maul and squeeze them. This encouraged Kirsty to increase the tempo and vigour of her finger-fucking, and she was astonished when – some way short of another orgasm – Tessa reached between them to grasp her wrist and stop her.‘Wait ... I have something, umm ... something better,’ she said.Now more intrigued. I could look at it forever. It draws me as though it were the center of my being. She plays with it a little to show me the inner and the outer lips and the way they open up, and the clit and the little pee hole.“It’s just – beautiful, Miss Pennwell,” I say. “I – I’d like to – can I kiss it?”She whispers yes. I kneel on the bed and put my mouth right between her legs, right on that lovely pink twat that’s the center of her femininity. It’s soft, yielding, wet, and it has a musky odor. I press. ", and I have been known to embellish at times, but no... I had landed right where I wanted to.On this day the ages of the two professionals whose job it was to protect me from cancer and look at my penis were approximately 37 and 19. This chick may have been 20 at best, but you get the picture. The curly dark haired doctor was just fucking super hot, too. As much as with most females I see in public, and more so because of the inaccessibility of beautiful women, my mind went from one lewd. 'Oh, yes. That turns me on.' She half-lay over him, tongue-kissing as she rubbed his crotch, making him come more quickly than he could imagine.Tony drank more; he found it helped. Over the following days Silver had "encouraged" him to wear her knickers all the time, while she wore his boxers. Admittedly the sex was even better during those times, though he was certain it was because of Silver, rather than any arousal on his part. Yes, that had to be it.Then came the stockings, secretly.