.”“I’m so horny!” Patty exclaimed. “The pregnancy hormones ... my nipples are so sensitive, and even walking makes my ... y’know ... rub t...gether down there.”By this time Ben’s cock was at full size. She had been playing with herself while rubbing up against him!Her hand moved to his chest, and then strayed downward. “Maaaybe you could...” she began.She didn’t need to finish. Ben was suddenly upon her, kissing and stroking her body.“Ahh ... yes!” Patty cried out, lying back and enjoying what. Then in unison a hand is felt at the side of each breast serving only to lift her bosom higher pushing blood to her nipples increasing their impatience to be pleasured. She breathes a moan as her torso bends in response. The scarf begins to slip as i slowly draw it away. I savour watching her nipples appear and more moans of delight as her nipples register the material moving over them. Now she is completely bare, and again she waits....... A hand touches her knee and persuasively directs it. Her ignorance in anything sexual meant she had never heard of a 'wet tee-shirt' competition or did she consider that her blouse was so wet that her tits were fully outlined, including her nipples that although not fully erected still made a noticeable indent.Her loneliness had meant that most things she did by herself, now she had willing helpers and this delighted her and things moved so fast that she didn't really get the chance to digest what was happening. "Alice you are soaking", Mr. Niger. The next day morning she enquired me and I told its better now. She told that the ointment needs to be applied for 3 days. She asked me to take bath and she will apply ointment after that.This time I was happy to show my penis.I was in my towel after bath and she came with hot water and cloth. I removed the towel and she laughed at me and told now you are a good boy without shyness.My penis was already erect. She began applying the hot water and then rubbed the ointment. She pulled my skin.