Instead, my hand moves the now dwindling cube to her back, right over her spine at the base of her neck. Immediately, she gasps as her nerves become o...erwhelmed in sensation. Her hips thrust forward and her body arches. I pause momentarily before continuing to her other shoulder. She relaxes again, allowing herself to melt back into the chair while I toil the ice cube away on her delicate forearm. The trick is to give moments of intense sensation followed by immediately moving to a much lesser. . go on”.I played with her breasts and kissed her neck and licked her ears.I caressed her neck my tongue and she shivered. I lifted my face and saw her smile widen. I kissed her shoulders. She brought her lips to me and we went into sucking each other’s tongues and lips for quite some time. I was breathing hard and my penis was throbbing harder. She must have felt its heat in her naval and she took one of her hands to it and stoked it lightly.My face was buried in her breasts and I started. We sat down I ordered a drink for us and started to discuss business. The waitress came back a few times to refresh our drinks and ask about dinner but we weren't ready to eat food right then. While she was writing and explaining to me all I could think about was fucking her, playing with her pussy and her sucking on my cock all these things ran through my mind, bad thoughts I kept telling myself, bad thoughts. She dropped her pen on the floor and before I could bend down to get it she did. On. Before cleaning up I sniffed the smell of her on my fingers. I thought of my two other girlfriends and then I remembered Dion Dimucci and his Belmonts. Dion had grown up a few blocks from here and I was sure he had been in this theater many times. Surely he had often necked and petting in here with cuties of the 1950s.Now in the open-relationship 1970s, I was doing pretty well in my last couple of weeks officially as a teenager. I was "spinning plates," as the term is now, with two other girls.