I took the other towel and dried her body as well, paying special attention to the junction between her smooth legs, and up the crack between her taug...t globes. Lisa stepped away, giggling as she wrapped the damp towel around her small body. I wrapped my towel around my waist and followed the young beauty back to my tent. Taking note of the gentle sway that her petite hips produced.Upon entering my tent, Lisa dropped her towel and jumped into my sleeping bag, sliding over to allow me to enter. "That seemed to revive her a little, and her breasts were again exposed. Grandma peeked out the front window yet again, "Your mother was always the wild one of my kids." This was spoken mostly to herself rather than to me."We both love you grandma." She turned her head in surprise at my statement - the word 'love' used so rarely between us."I love you too." She used the word frequently between us, but this time her statement seemed to bring tears of joy to her soft eyes.I stood up, my strength. I ended upchoosing a pair of what the description said were sexy yellow wedges and astrap with a bow in size 42 and sat back and waited. And waited. It wastwo weeks before they arrived, two weeks of anxiety and Aunt Emma. Iunwrapped the package and there they were. Yellow, faux suede wedges withan buckle ankle strap with a bow on it. I almost came on the spot. Itried them on and they fit, snugly, but they fit. I wore them allafternoon. I told myself it was to get used to them, but,. Hornyholly1 flings open the door and beckons me inside, her eyes wide with suggestion and her tongue gently tracing its way around her thin, perfectly formed lips. As the front door clicks shut Hornyholly1 and I are already kissing passionately, our tongues probing each other’s mouth, our breathing fast and frantic. We move from the front door to the bedroom (the kitchen is of no interest to either of us now!) and Hornyholly1 quickly removes her top revealing her wonderful pert breasts in the.