Everything around us suddenly disappears, we are lost in each other, kissing deeply, passionately!Our hands are exploring, running all over each other...s bodies.I love the feel of your lips and body pressed against mine. My hands caressing your bare back. I feel your hands on my hips, running up my stomach and to my breast. Your fingertips delicately run around my nipples, teasing my areolas and rubbing my rock-hard nipples.You know I’m wet already, cupping my breast, massaging my tits, as your. The sort of thing any serious sports facility could have, but which was presumably obtained especially to test my physiology when running.Only very rarely was I taken out of my Isolation Suite, and that was only when the equipment involved was too large to fit through the somewhat wider than normal doorways this place used everywhere except for office doors. I lived in hope that they'd have to take me to the surface to put me into a particularly huge machine, but that never happened. I was only. " OK," I replied. "Let's go."When we got in his pickup, Arden looked at me and took my face in his handsand then planted a kiss on my mouth. And I mean a kiss. I was putty bythe time we came up for air. His hands were all over my bra and I was justabout to go for his cock when he broke off our embrace and started theengine."Let's find someplace a little more private," he said."Yes let's do," I panted.I knew I had to move fast once we stopped because his hand was going to beup my skirt very. He asked me to change before we went out. I took a shower andpulled my hair into a French twist, held by a single clip. I had died itblonde, to better match my personality when I'm a girl. Not needing toshave yet, I pulled the hose up my legs. They looked fantastic and showedoff the curves in my long legs and butt. I love the way they felt,cupping my butt and stretching against my legs with every movement. Iadded the bra and panties and sat down at my mother's dressing table toapply the.