. who knows?THE OLD MAN'S TALEDrink and vanity have always been my two besetting sins; well vanityusually made worse by drink. Oh, and lechery but... ...'ll explain.I'd been for a drink with my mate James one evening and as usual, afterseveral pints of bitter, we had gone back to his place for a drop ofscotch. Well, there I am, stretched out in a chair in front of the fire,single barrel malt in hand, when he tells me that he has a bit of aproblem that I might be able to help him with. Ha ? that's. Reaching beneath my top, it moves upward, teasing little strokes, touching the underside of each tit, working your finger under the bra to barely touch my hard nipples. Your mouth leaves mine to trail down my neck, sucking gently, leaving little marks as you go. You reach down with your other hand, and push my top up to my chest, and while staring intensely into my eyes, undo the clasp of my bra. Pushing it aside, your mouth sucks my left breast into your mouth, biting the nipple, as your. The immediate tactile sensation of her soft skin against mine is welcome, and my hands waste no time reaching around to cup her breasts again – a reaction almost as automatic as if I were the one being mind controlled. Linnea starts to gently circle her butt in my lap. Her pubic hair tickles my penis, which is beginning to wake up from its slumber. My hands feel the fullness of her breasts, before one reaches down past her smooth stomach to explore between her legs. The blonde teen certainly. Mum said 'look ill prove it' and both me and barry sitting opposite her looked on as she seemed to be unbuttoning her jeans, she had all the bottons undone and you could just about see her black knickers when she started wiggling as the jeans were tight and she turned round slowly and pulled her jeans down. She tapped her bum and said 'see its not firm'. I must admit It wasn't as firm as it looks in jeans but it was still a nice arse, I was more shocked she was wearing a skimpy black thong.'Wow.