Slowly, I worked my way down her body. Her slightly plumped tummy enjoyed my tracing fingertips and licks of my tongue. I played with the hair on her ...ound, occasionally reaching down to strum her clit. I enjoyed edging the ladies, something few men took the time to do. I stroked her calf up to her thigh as I gently placed her leg on my shoulder, opening her cunt for me. She became undone as I buried my face in her furry cunt. Any remaining decency abandoned her as she squealed dirty words -. She made no sound or movement when she felt his hands leave her…when she felt him moving behind her again…or even when she felt his knees between hers, pushing them further apart. But when she felt her panties being drawn slowly down to her thighs and then heard the sound of a zipper descending, she knew she had to say something.But she couldn't decide whether it should be "Stop" or "Please don't stop." So she said nothing.Then his hands were on her hips and she felt him pressing against her. I. The boss naturally won't complain about it either.”Chad sighed, shaking his head, and rolled his eyes before speaking again, “when I was your age, we were all over girls like you. We didn't like these skeletal bag of bones. Bones are for dogs, we used to say. What's happened to our youth?”“Things change. Change affects everyone, so deal with it. Can't say I'm unpopular with the gramps, though, or that I don't enjoy the attention – and maybe even more – I get from them, but I don't see any. She'd worn some perfume that Sam always told her made him want to fuck whenever he smelled it on her and she hoped the same thoughts would come to Larry when he caught a whiff of it.One time, Tabby had bent over right in front of Larry as she knew he was looking at her, hoping to give him a sexy look down the front of her top at the sexy lacy bra she'd put on to semi-hold her full round tits underneath her cropped top. She noticed, when she stood up again, that Larry had the beginnings of a.