Not touching, just hovering over your skin, brushing the outline on your taunt stomach. Your muscles pulled tight as you hold your breath. Gently tick...ing the flesh of your inner thigh with my fingernails, I laugh softly as your shaft jumps and twitches, as if searching for my touch. My hot breath flows over you as I settle between your open thighs, my long lean body slipping full length between your legs. Still not touching, I hover just above you. You’re now fully engorged, thick, hard and. Please do not duplicate, copy, print, distribute or exchange this piece without the expressed written permission of the authorEven The Wind KnowsWhere did our wind goTaking your essenceLeaving not a traceI flounder in its absenceCraving your breeze on my faceHas our love goneAs your tender touch caresses meTaste of tears still freshYour scent lingers onPhantom to love once expressedWhy do I still hurtSeparation of time took no refrainOnly to validate my painWhisper of a memorySpeaks softlyWhere. She was breathing hard as with every breath, her tits rose two inches. When her blouse was unbuttoned, he gently pulled it off her shoulders and it landed against her cuffed hands behind her. She stood there, still breathing deeply, with her tanned skin and white bra on. He stepped up and held his body against hers, his dick touching her stomach. I thought she was going to faint when it touched her. He stepped back and then undid her jeans and let them fall to the floor. Now, the only thing. 'Let's raise his expectations a little Fred by allowing him a victory in the first game. Connie will lose her shoes and socks while you'll have no luck and Donna won't get the opportunity to do what she does best, taking her clothes off! Don't worry though, you'll win the second game and do the same to Donna while Keith will do enough to strip Connie down to her bra and panties. After that he'll win the third and you the last two, by which time both girls will have no clothes left to take off.