His free hand mauls my tender skin, kneading it roughly. My body responds automatically, lurching into his grasp. His hands find their way to my inner...thighs. He molds the meaty flesh of my legs, pulling, spreading my pussy lips even further apart without ever touching them. I moan in anticipation. His nose brushes against my smooth-shaven mound as he breathes hotly on my clit. He continues pulling at my thighs while his soft lips trace around my lips and down my slit. There is no tongue, just. I just love to have the sun on my body. Mum and I often sunbathe topless out here together, if Carl's away. She's always got her boobs out. I've caught her out here naked a few times." You're so lucky, my mum would kill me if she saw me topless. Do you know, I'm 18 and I've never ever seen my mum's boobs, let alone seen her naked. She is such a prude, Dad's far more relaxed. I've seen him naked a few times, he's quite fit for his age, just like Carl, if you don't mind me saying i think he's. My tongue slips between your lips, and mmmm, I taste your strawberry lip gloss. As you respond, I turn you round and tilt you forwards so you have to put your hands on the fridge door to support yourself. You start to protest but I step forward, one foot between yours, my hands on your waist, fingers just under your ribs. I move my hands slowly upwards, applying pressure to your body. I can feel the heat of you through the cotton of your shirt. I reach your breasts and roughly cup them, my. ‘Well,’ Arthur whispered to himself. ‘Here comes our hero now, Hook’s going for a late night swim.’ Arthur leaned out and turned his head to the right. There, not twenty meters away, another smaller figure walked past the stables. ‘Perfect timing, the leading lady has just arrived. We now have our two stars and the setting… I’ll provide the plot.’ Arthur rubbed his hands together deviously, as all villains do. ‘These two think they’re in a romance, but I’m afraid it might turn into more of a.