A finger slowly drags a triangle from your left hip up to your navel, to the right hip, then gone. My tongue circles your elbow, then gone. Hand pulls...the strap of your tank off your shoulder, a kiss there. A finger traces the bottom curve or your left breast. Then nothing. You feel my warm breath on your face, on your lips, you lick them ready for the kiss you know will come… closer… almost touching… a finger slides up your inner thigh and the breath is gone… so close. A hand on your left. " To make the match fair then the boys and girls should wear similar clothing. This happens in the future and in the land of the gods." Do you have another ball? We would like to practice for a few days first. Is that fair?" I do have more balls. I think the idea is more than fair."I gave my two spare balls to the women and ran through the major rules with Mithridates so the women would not have any misunderstandings.When the women left, Mithridates said, "They are going to teach the girls?" I. Although she said nothing every time I came over she was in stockings heels and a dress or skirt.about a week later my wife was going to a friends wedding in California, she told us at the dinner table - and I slid my hand up her mothers thigh under her skirt past her thigh highs and straight to her panties. I found her wet already - her eyes glassed over while my fingers found her wetness, with her daughter sitting at the table I finger fucked her mother. When the doorbell rang my wife ran to. . the pain of the scratches hurt in a good-hurt kinda way, and the heat from that hurt brought that warm, powerful feeling up higher and higher in me, until my legs, suddenly went straight, stretching out atop Ronnies strong shoulders, and I grabbed his hair roughly, and threw my head back, and I made a yelping kinda sound that Im sure woke some of the house, but in the dark, I didnt think anyone would know what was going on. I pulled Ronnie up on top of me, covering me with his shirtless.