I move my hands lower on your abdomen. I work down your legs, skipping your groin, wanting to keep that area for last. I wash down your legs staring u... into your green luminescent eyes looking down at me with so much feeling. I smile as I work my way back up your legs; I rub some extra bubbles of soap on my hands, so that I won't scratch your sensitive area, and put the scrubber down. I move my hands to first your balls massaging them, and getting them nice and lathered up. I then move my hands. It isn't like you considered actually hurting to killing anyone--not even close--but you thought of a few sexy things one could do with this necklace.You pull yourself out of your bachelor apartment's bed. Whether it be fortunate or tragedy is up to your mixed feelings, but your grandfather passed and provided you with more than enough money to live on for a long time. Perhaps not enough for a large house, but you don't really need one right now anyway. Either way, you slip on your glasses,. Her name was Alice. He dropped her off on a corner where a hotel was and where she wanted to go. He never met her again but did here though colleagues that she had been placed in an institution for wayward girls."Yes I do like your tits", he replied. "I like heavy breasted women and you certainly qualify. It is a pity that they have to be locked away, hidden when they should be fully displayed as nature originally intended". She gave a gasp. Undid her seat belt and moved closed and as she. “Just chillin’ at the crib, what’s good?”“I’m actually not too far from your crib. Me and your bro was sposed to ball at the park but he bailed last minute. You think I could come through?” he asked.She loved the sound of his deep voice. She closed her eyes as he spoke and imagined him next to her, running her hands over her shorts and grazing her clit underneath. She got so caught in her imagination that she almost forgot to respond. “Oh…uh, I’m sorry what’d you say babe?” she said, opening.