She was probably close to my age, thin and blonde with tits on the smaller side that had clearly been unencumbered by a bra that night at the Christma... party. I did want to at least let her know that her dress made an impression on me, for what it was worth."That was a nice looking dress you had on that night," I told her, trying to be merely complimentary."I'm glad you liked it," she replied, "but you should have heard Rick. He spent the whole party worrying that I was showing too much skin or. Funny how my g f liked wearing silk blouses with no bra when she was off work, it didn’t take long for them both to begin to peel each others clothes off kissing caressing each others bodies having each others clothes completely off thrown onto the back of the couch my g f was sitting on her friend between her milky white thighs kissing and licking her way up to her honey patch. rubbing her nose against her clit as she worked her tongue up and down her swollen lips her fingers gently working. Even as she did it, I could feel no sexual overtones from either of us. "Thanks. As much as I appreciate it, I have to ask what brought it on?" Love," was her simple reply. "And thanks for what you did. Jerry is my dad. He'll always be my dad. But he was never around much as I grew up, even while he was still with my mother. Then, for years, he basically disappeared from our lives. I know, intellectually, that he had to fight the demons that controlled his life, but that didn't mean much to a. “I know that you are afraid that I’ll get pregnant, and I understand” she softly moaned. She slide her hand down, rubbing my bulge as she looked up into my eyes.I knew that I should keep things cool but her rubbing of my rod wasn’t helping things much. “I want to see it again” and suddenly she unsnapped my pants and pulled down my zipper. My manhood, now full size and throbbing, sprang out. “I’ll help you with this” and with that she squeezed her fingers against me and started to jack up and.