Roger smiled and kissed me and began to slowly massage my breast and tease my hard sensitive nipples with his thumb and finger and lips.Our kisses wer... wet and passionate as our tongues entwined and danced . So much sexual energy and pleasure was coursing through my mind and body as they brought me closer and closer to another soul shattering orgasm.I broke our kiss and bit my lower lip and clawed at the sheets as Freddy’s tongue teased my enflamed clit until I was gasping and moaning out, yes,. A bell rang in Linda's young mind. What if she did pretend to be leaving for school? And what if she actually opened the front door... and ran like hell!Her young heart started to beat rapidly behind her jutting tits as the thought of escape occurred to her. But as she moved around the room, with her father's eyes devouring her tits, legs and ass, her heart began to sink again.Where would she run to? Her nearest relative, Aunt Anna, lived over fifty miles away! And how could she run to the. I moved her hair near her neck towards back. We both were excited for this moment.Heat was building up so I took the Forefinger and moved along the lining of blouse and upper boobs , she had closed her eyes . I moved towards her mouth ,I could clearly feel her breathe. I gave a wonderful smooch, I was feeling her back. She was crying out of excitement, she became restless and kissed all over my face and she started biting all over lips, neck and she pinched my nipple lightly and scratched my. Something Grandma taught me to do. Other mornings, all I can do is groan, which is what I did Friday morning. My mousy brown roots were shining as bright as the Christmas Star and I'd forgotten to pick up some more coloring to keep my shoulder length strands looking the shade of blond from Miss Clairol, which was called Sunblonde Brown. When I'd decided to follow the advice on changing my hair-color to enhance my love-life, which I'd read in a magazine in the doctor's office, I hadn't realized.