I recalled this process being faster with the older man who had tested my eyes the last time. After much double-checking, the lights were dimmed. As h... asked me to look into his eyes, I felt myself blush. He was a handsome man, short dark hair and even darker, brown eyes. I duly read out all the letters from the screen, followed the pen in his hand and then he explained that he wanted to check the health of my eyes. The close proximity quickly became intoxicating, his eyes staring into mine, my. Her journey ended in the same place the blonde’s had and she parted her outer lips and touched her clit.Bolts of electricity ran through her body. With her eyes closed she could easily imagine it was the blonde’s hand. She didn’t rub with urgency, she made slow circles and small tugs that both teased and heightened her sexual feelings. Release was becoming mandatory and she became concerned that she might actually have to finish off here.Dana reached for the paper roll thinking that she should. I wrap my arms around his neck and find his lips with mine. I pucker ever so slightly and take in his lower lip in before gently sucking on it. I open my mouth to invite him in some more and press against his face. He responds, inhaling deeply, by tickling me with his tongue. I pull away and look into his eyes. They are soft. They are calm. They are peaceful. He is looking straight at me for who I am. He is not drunk on lust. He is not in a hurry to go further. He has no intention other than. .He was standing behind her as she bent forward over the bag, his touch was firm but gentle and he said nothing - she froze.What was he doing? Was he going to **** her?His hands moved slowly down her hips to mid thigh and back."Oooh, that's nice!" she thought.Her whole body was goosebumps - still she did not move. His hands moved again, down her thighs but they didn't come back up this time. He turned his hands slightly so that the palms of his hands were on the back of her thighs and he ran.