And tried not to think what it would feel like to have a finger or tongue, nay a fierce man-sword piercing her virginal flesh. When the last quivers ...ad fled her aching emptiness, Kinlee pushed herself up into a sitting position. Her golden hair tumbled around her flushed heart-shaped face with pretty golden eyes, thick dark lashes and rosy bee-stung pout. She had the appearance of an innocent angel, ethereal, delicate. Yet, her golden eyes evinced a sensual appeal. Addicted to her easy lady’s. Actually I was going to do that in the morning but if you don’t mind could you do it for me now because its getting hard as time goes by.’ She handed me a bottle and lay back. Her bra barely contained her boobs which I guessed to be 36C and her little panties barely hang on. I slowly massaged the lotion on her skin which seemed to relax her and every now and then would let out a contented sigh. I did this for a good half hour then when I got up to leave she stopped me. ‘Please stay with me, I. Laughter filled their features and Abbey signed, "What are we doing hiding from Roger?"A pink tongue escaped to lick at dry lips and Joyce answered back in a flurry of fingers and hand movements. "I am nervous about you and I. I want to try and live a fantasy I have always had and I want it to be with you, but I don't want you to think I am icky or gross and I want to make you happy, but I don't want to feel like you have to do this for me and Roger... and I..." Her words were stopped when her. I lay naked on our bed. I open the album of pictures we’ve collected over the years and I flick through the pages. There you are in your twenties, a fresh young blonde sprawled nude on that beach, with your young firm breasts your long tanned legs wide, and fresh brown pubic hair around your so hungry vagina. I turn to the pictures of you on that hotel bed, spreading your legs and thrusting your big breasts in nude poses I can still hardly believe you would ever do for me, before that.