. Moria stood there staring straight into the face of the man who had broken her heart into a million pieces six years ago. The ring on her finger fel... excruciatingly heavy as she hid it by crossing her arms. As she looked into his face the memories of their first kiss on his dock that humid September night had come rushing back to her, only reminding her of why she was here in the first place.He was just like she had remembered him, nothing about him had changed in the slightest. He still had. It was nothing too serious, just a bit of flirting. I was sitting on a large log that we had been using as a seat near the fire, and I had a couple of guys sitting on either side of me. We were squeezed in pretty tight to stay warm. I was touching shoulders with the guy on my left and the one on my right. The wool skirt I was wearing reached almost to my ankles, so as long as I kept it wrapped around me, I was toasty warm. The skirt was split all the way to the top but with a large overlap. No ugly tattoos that I can see.” “Mmmm, Ben replied. But some women have them in more intimate places, like beneath their nipples or high up on their inner thigh.” Rudy was beginning to panic. This was way out of control. “I can assure you gentlemen that she has no tattoos. Sophie honey, why don’t you get dressed so we can leave?” “Oh honey,” she exclaimed. “I don’t want to leave them thinking I have some ugly tattoo. Besides, as you always say, there’s no harm in looking!” She reached. I opened up the panties to start licking the wet patch inside which tasted amazing and then felt pauls hand on my hard cock stroking me up and down . I looked over at him and the smile on his face was from ear to ear then he said wait and see this . I hadn't a clue what he was going to do but as he pulled down his jeans I could see he was wearing black tights , this had me near ready to blow but straight way I reached over setting the panties down and stroking his already hard cock . I could.