She shifted uncomfortably, feeling a little chilled from the autumn air and trying to avoid a pebble that was digging into her leg through a hole in h...r jeans. Brushing her tawny hair out of her face, she stole a glance at her watch in the fading light. The dials pointed to a little after six. “Not long now...” she muttered.Slowly, ever so slowly, the colors faded from the sky as the sun descended into the western horizon. In the tangle of trees behind her, sloping down a quarter of a mile to. He could feel it behind her cool persona and clinical words, the burning desire and frustration. Like him, she was a master of keeping herself in check. But he recognized the signs in her tightly controlled body language, her overly cool and frosty voice. The ice that hides fire.They drank their overly expensive coffee and left for Anabelle's uptown apartment. They did not touch as they walked through the richer neighbourhoods to her home.But when they got through the door it all changed.The. I smiled up at her. "I like your tits, Kim," I said. "Can I touch them?" You can do anything you like, Misty, my sweet angel. I've been hoping this might happen for months, and now my fantasies are coming true." I put my hand on her breast, her nipple hard against my palm, caressing and gently squeezing as she did the same to me. Then she pulled me to my feet, wrapped her arms round me and kissed me passionately, pushing her thigh between mine, just as Fiona had done. When we broke apart, I. I finish with my hair and stop the shower, joining her at the bench.I towel myself, showing my front to her. She rests on her towel pillow, enjoying the show. I quickly finish and start toweling her. I go meticulously, from her feet to her head. I make sure that she is very dry between her legs, inspecting her closely. She moans at the attention. To do the top of her body, I go at the head of the bench and lean over her. As I rub her breast, my dick dangles over her, close to her mouth. She.