And ohhhhhhhhhhh! her white silk bow blouse as well! "Well?" she demanded, sitting side on to him so that she could look him in the eye as he worshipp...d her clothes, "haven't you got something to say to your Mother-In-Law?"Her captive fought to stop his lip from trembling. "Th-Thank you for fastening me up for my blousing, Mother-In-Law." She acknowledged his thanks with a tilt of the head, but expected more. "Please Phyllis, will you - will you blouse my naughty clitoris?"She accepted his. Her eyes opened wide and I imagine mine musthave too. I pulled back and muttered ‘Sorry, sorry, I didn't meanthat.’ Nin sighed and said, ‘No worries, Jamie. Nothing wrong.’We were both flustered, and were saved by one of the girls coming overand sitting down with us. She seemed to be very interested in Nin and asthey chattered away to themselves, I scanned the bar. This was anotherdifference between being a man and a woman. As a man I was the predator,I was the one looking and checking out. He seemed to ignore us, but she was having a blast and I was as stiff as a teenage boy can get. Over the next couple of years, Lynn and I would do just about everything from sneaking a feel while her parents werent watching to doing a 69 in my friends bed while I was over at his house waiting for him to get home from work. However, she and I never went all the way with intercourse. I racked it up to being nervous, but I later found out the truth – she was also too nervous to take the final. Initially her side was slow but with time she increased her pace of riding my cock. This position was proving to be pleasure full. I too caught her by her waist and her ass and matched myself with her rhythm. When she used to come down, I used to lift my waist upwards and when she used to go up, I too used get my waist down. The room was filled with her moans and our bodies clinging together. I bet this is the best position of sex. I started enjoying it more than me she was enjoying it. She.