"I never said I'd stop you," Maria said.For the first time in almost ten years since I'd known her, I was actually nervous. I don't know why. I couldn...t explain it. But without any further hesitation, I just moved over to her on the couch, reached down, grabbed her arm, and bit it."Ouch. Holy fuck. You didn't have to bite me that hard." Maria said.I looked at her and laughed."Told you. Don't say something that you don't want someone to carry through with." I said.She looked at me. I saw. She layed down on the bench and spread her legs. ‘Hey Sam,’ she said. ‘I have a cramp on the inside of my thigh. Think you could help me out?’ I smiled and straddled the bench. I moved in closely and began to massage her thigh as she softly moaned. I placed a small kiss and gradually kissed up to her crotch and those beautiful white cotton panties. I ran my tongue along the small band of cloth covering her loving hole. I could taste her juices and they tasted better than anything I had tasted. At least I tried to. I couldn't help myself; I had to see what those little tags on the clothes said. My bra warned me to wash in cold water and hand dry. My girdle warned me that prolonged squeezing of my abdomen could lead to faintness, intestinal problems and funny marks on my skin. My pantyhose could cause strangled calves if worn too long. Boy was I glad to know that, how could I ever thank our government for looking out for my safety.I began to relax while reading the latest Vain Giant. " Just to confirm something to myself, I stepped up close to her, and slipped a couple of fingers into her folds. As I suspected, she was wet, and her clitoris was standing up; I didn't penetrate her, but I did give her clit a few strokes, and then lifted my fingers to my mouth to taste her, all while she watched my every move. I winked at her as I finished cleaning my fingers, then stepped back and moved behind her. I had heard her trying to stifle a moan when I touched her, and decided that.