Your hands are rubbing my ass, helping as I grind my wet pussy against your jeans. Soon I'm panting and ease back. Immediately, you lean forward and g...owl into my neck. It sends shivers down my body. My head falls back as you begin to use your tongue, lips and teeth on the delicate skin of my throat. I moan as your bites make my pussy clench.I slide my hands from your shoulders to in between us. With a quick press against your nipples, I continue down your stomach until I reach your belt. I. Salvatori had gone, Michael went out past the house and took a long walk in the woods out back. The walk had lasted almost two hours.While he had walked, Michael tried to put what he had just watched in perspective. Why had Karyn needed to sneak home to meet a lover. It wasn't like they were doing anything wrong. His Aunt was a widow and from what he had learned about the people in this small town, Mr. Salvatori had never been married. Why didn't they simply go out on a date. No one would think. That's it. Lower your neck. Put your chin down on your chest. Just relax your limbs. Make yourself go floppy. And -” pushing my luck here, but what the hell - “close your eyes.” She smiled, our usual positions so completely reversed, and did as she was told: sat in an obedient pile of pretty pink limbs at my feet. Flamboyantly I breathed on my hands and rubbed them, as if to warm them, though in truth I was sweating with excitement. Not attractive, not professional, but entirely unavoidable.. My hands go to his tie, and start to undo the knot. One that is undone, I pull the tie out from the collar of his white dress shirt. My fingers nervously toy with the buttons at the collar of his shirt. I am having trouble getting them open. One pops off, and lands on the coffee table, pinging the crystal bowl sitting in the center. "Damn, sorry 'bout that", I stammer, "I'll sew that back on if you like." "That would be great, but you aren't going to do it now are you?", and we chuckle.