It started slow with a single hand being added at a time while they each joined in – trying to not rush things for fear they would scare her off. Ev...ntually Megan lost count and was unable to decipher whose hands were whose. She continued to lay back with her eyes closed, taking in all of the sensations. Someone slowly parted her legs and began to caress her warm mound between her legs, gliding his fingers over the smooth silk thong. As the touch continued and the panties became moist another. She had light brown hair hanging down to about the middle of her back and pulled up in a pony tail. Her eyes were brown, and she had thin but friendly lips. Her skin was fair, her boobies the size of tangerines, with fully developed nipples. 'A nice mouthful, ' thought Carrie, scoping them out. 'I'll bet Michael would love wrap his lips around those beauties.' Dora's bellybutton, an innie, nestled in the middle of her belly, and her pubic mound poked out below, a fine line of pubic hair marking. She came up our street, but wasn't sure which house was yours ... she asked me if I would be seeing you, sooo ... here it is" I was fascinated with this, so I thanked Bev, and told her I would see her later ... and then sitting on my back steps, I opened it. It was very simple: " Davey ... call me ASAP... ", with her number below ... The curiosity was eating at me, so I called before leaving. Mary answered on the third ring, asking me where I was headed today. I told her the department store I. ‘Did you make it?’ I asked. ‘Apple, cherry or peach?’ She asked as she nodded. ‘Peach, ala mode if possible.’ I watched as she cut a generous slice and slipped it in a small oven. A minute later it came out and she put a generous scoop of ice cream on it. One bite and I said, ‘Is there something you cook that isn’t very good?’ ‘Yeah, Escargot.’ ‘Good! I hated them last time I ate them!’ ‘You really ate snails?’ Her face screwed up like she’d just bit into a lemon. ‘Once! I was in France and.