.. the taste of your skinseeping between my lips... Pressing against you my breasts ache... my stomach is flutteringwith a need... I feel moisture in ...hat place between my legs thathas not felt the touch of a man. Your kisses are wild yet tender... sweepingme along this path... we ravish each others lips and tongues againand again till not humanly possible to continue with out a tiny gulpof air to assuage our burning lungs.My hands wander down your shoulders... the need to feel your skinagainst. “Wow,” was all I could say. My eyes blinked a few times, but I have no memory of actively telling them to do that. “Now what do we have here,” I heard from the stairs. Eve stood there in a strapless cocktail dress with a slit to her hip. It was gorgeous, and I don't mean the dress. Tia stood there grinning and undressing her with her eyes. She was the only one standing after Kevin had plopped down on the couch next to Amy to watch Tia get drilled. “I like your tits, honey,” Tia said as Eve. " Silly schoolgirl banter, but my nipples were hard. Why didn't the damn things grow? It wasn't for any recent lack of stimulation!"In order to do well," I told her, "you have to know your subject from the bottom up." Lyn cracked up, and I was having trouble stifling my giggles."Hands on experience of the fundament... als." She broke the last word obviously. "You're better at this than I am." Practice, practice, practice." I said, still almost laughing."What are friends for?" Lyn said.I took a. I crave your touch, and your commands, and I beg you to accept me."Steve looked at Antonia, and spoke to her, asking, "Is it your opinion that this slave understands what she asks, and is capable of fulfilling the obligation she seeks to assume?"Antonia nodded, and speaking in a formal tone, replied, "Yes, it is my opinion that she is aware of what she offers and is capable of providing it. Whether you wish to accept it is of course your own decision."Steve nodded in his turn and said, "I found.