" I rub her back, her neck, her shoulders, kissing her mouth, her neck, down her front. She shudders as I tongue a nipple, hard under the thin slipper... material of her dress. I trace a finger lazily around one, and it gets harder, my other hand slipping down to cup one ass cheek. Her ass is small, round, and soft. " I know. I know," she whispers, eyes still closed. " I like it already." We kiss some more, we have all the time needed, and I want her to be ready, I want her so wet and hot that we. Her friend had a glass of wine that she was drinking and pulled it up to her mouth while pushing out her chest. Her tits were pretty big and Tiffany laughed and leaned in till she was about a foot away. I said, "Come one, Closer than that". She leaned in closer. I took a picture and said, "Closer". She got closer until her mouth was about an inch away from her friends big breast. I snap a picture and say, wait I want another as she stood their with her mouth opened. I reach over and put my hand. I still remembered how Carl and I had deciphered the mysteries of that marvelous mechanism one rainy weekend.There was a new seat, of course, with a soft fake fur cover to welcome my so often naked tushy. I hoped it was washable, 'cause sometimes I do leak a bit.I had to ride her. I just had to. Nudging the kickstand back I bumped her gently down the two carpeted steps to the glossy showroom floor, swung my leg over her. The seat welcomed my bare ass warmly. A light push and my feet found the. It doesn’t work anymore but I still have it. Now here I am fifteen years later thinking about another woman as I masturbated. The next day I was taking lunch at a Chinese buffet near my building when a voice asked if I would like some company. It was, Janis, the UPS woman. Yes, same name as my cousin. What could I say? So I said, “sure, sit.” We exchanged small talk. She was unmarried working at getting a BS degree on line. She ate fast saying that she had little time for lunch. She used.