My lips get right above your thong in front... kissing you there. Your legs part, but it's too soon for that. For the first time in what seems like ag...s, my hands and fingers touch you as I lower the front of your thong... just a little bit. Your hips are reaching for more. I kiss you and lick you and suck you on your sensitive skin above your slit. It's still covered by the thong. But I can smell your womanness. Kissing all around your hips your body is begging for more. Your thong is lowered. ’ The police officer gave him a quizzical look. ‘Who called you guys in?’ ‘Someone on the inside. Where exactly is the classroom?’ ‘Southern lawn, second floor. Have a look at the map here.’ Staff Sergeant Rosethorne studied the map for a moment, before, ‘nearest tree cover is four hundred meters away.’ ‘You got a plan for that?’ ‘Right here on our backs, sir,’ he said, motioning to the rifle bags slung over their shoulders. ************* So, here we sit scared, up against the wall. Elena and I. ‘Don’t move now.’ She came close and squatted in front of me, taking my face in her hands and kissed my mouth. I tried to respond but wasn’t quick enough. She pulled away, smiling. She walked slowly behind me. I felt the silk of my dress being slowly lifted. I’d worn stockings and silk knickers because I’d remembered that she liked that. She took her time. Her hands roamed up my legs and a small sigh escaped her lips and I guessed that was about the moment she discovered stocking tops. She. Martha's squeals had changed in flavor thrice, but had settled into the less enjoyable variety to something akin to non-stop. Mary had resumed her prowling, and her ground speed matched Martha's pitch. Her top was drenched from her tears, but Mark decided it just had to be sweat; he hadn't seen her cry this year.Martha's fireworks were escalating up to sound more and more desperate, and the howls were becoming more and more frantic when Mary snapped a decision, and started from the room.The.