I resist. Does he really want me or just ‘it?’ I lean over and run my tongue across his lips, then down a little to his neck. I let my kisses move...a little further down to his nipples. I lick them and gently nibble on them. Further down now, almost to his navel, I stop and look up at him watching me, wondering what I’m going to do to him. I start to move back up towards his lips as I push myself down on his now throbbing cock. I can feel how hard he has become against my clit. I rock slowly. Hehad hardly any facial or body hair at all and his skin was soft andblemish free.He twirled around and the pleated grey skirt rode high on his thighsexposing the welts of his stockings briefly. He saw Emily's French topperhanging from a hook behind the door and perched it on his head. Headjusted it to a rakish angle and liked what he saw. He smiled to himselfand thought he could probably pass as a 'Saint Trinian's' girl. Hegiggled as the thought.The clothes felt so tight and luxurious. I guess I was getting her really aroused because she began to moan softly and squirm around a bit. Paddy orgasmed while she had one of my balls between her teeth and she involuntarily bit the hell out of my scrotum. Paddy gave me great hand jobs at times. She would do that when someone was around and we couldn't fuck or make noise while enjoying masturbating one another without being seen or heard, such as when we were in the back seat of the station wagon as I mentioned earlier or when. That and with watching Alex. He was more or less following the rules of the day which were basically don't piss William off and see me before you screw anyone.Sometime after sunset Missy came over to me and sat in my lap. "Hey." She whispered. "Do you want to go down stairs?"Foolish as it was I honestly thought it was a trick question. It must have shown on my face too but Missy just smiled seductively and lead me to the basement door. There were three rooms one main room with an old carpet and.