With the height difference, you can see exactly why Atlanta was voted ‘Most Beautiful Legs’. They’re both sizzling hot. It’s a truly beautiful...scene, you’ll love it.”Wait – Atlanta – Most Beautiful Legs? I didn’t doubt the claim for one moment, but why hadn’t I found out that little nugget of information before now?Mel handed the case back to him with a smile. “Yeah, sounds great, we’ll take that too. Honey, your treat. Fifty, please.”I reached for my billfold. She kissed me on the cheek, “Hey,. On her return she took up her armchair again and we were quiet. The atmosphere became tense for me as she sat there in the balm of the afternoon sun. I was carried away by her nipples, dark against her blouse and the pressure of the pointed heads pushing against the white material. Maria returned my gaze but directly into my eyes realising her effect on me.“Do you mind my looking at you Ian – you are such a handsome young man?” I was not used to such outspoken language and blushed from the. Oil was all dripping on her body and shoulders. She stood there for a minute staring at me and my heart was through the roof. Then I remembered, this is what happened in one of my stories. She immediately took of her oil soaked dress and started to oil her body heavily and she got of the house for a min and came back in and closed the door naked all the way.I knew what would happen next because I was the story writer. I took the bottle of oil and oiled her once again, she was shining like a sex. .Fuck it... I went and got us both another. "I loved it," I told her, "you are awesome at it, and I liked hearing the story about your cousin." "You're not mad at it?" Kana asked. "No, beautiful, not mad and not a jealous type of guy." I kissed her chin. "...I just didn't want to do that to you without it being okay." "Do what?" She asked me, taking a drink. She was testing me and I was drunk so I blurted out: "Cumming on your face." She didn't flinch. "You can come on my face," she.