My dick was now rock hard and thrust out waiting for action. I could stop looking at her great legs and short, short dress. She walked around me. My h...ad followed her instinctively, and her hand flew up and struck my other cheek. "Face forward!" she snapped. Once she had made a complete circle of me, she told me to sit on a chair that was stood in front of the balcony doors. It had been a hot day and the cool breeze was refreshing. The pool outside was deserted at that time of night, but anyone. You nod along, keeping time, but have no clue who’s singing or what’s being sung.”“Sorry. I realize music is important to you, but I spend all day responding to dispatcher calls. When I head home, I power walk for the exercise, but I like to be aware of what’s around me. I’ve made a few collars during my off hours, so I don’t like being distracted.”Amanda giggled. “Ever arrest someone for listening to the wrong song?”Em laughed, too. “Nope. Some of the misogynistic rap bugs me for the messages. Hot tubs do that to me in a way that nothing else does. Around midnight James and I went off to bed. It was just another Saturday night for me. As we got into bed he turned off the lights and snuggled up behind me. His hands started roaming and massaging my breast from behind. I could feel him pulling me back on to his shoulder still facing away from him. His hands were hot for some reason and the heat started my nipples to harden and throb. I could feel his fingers pulling and gently squeezing. Finally he rolls her over and begins working the front of her body. Now his hands begin to hint at what might lie ahead. Her nipples are already hard and her sex grows wetter as his hands work over her body. She is relaxing and her skin becomes more and more pliable. He works her legs and then her stomach. Finally he begins to gingerly work her breasts. Softly working them and teasing the nipples. Her moans and breathing tell him she is enjoying his touch. ‘I love your body and it surpasses my.