.. no touching me... and no talking, unless i ask. I want you to be as if you're tied down, but with no ties.You're laying there still. You hear me un...ress. You've been hot and aroused and wet for a long time now and you're dying to be touched. This is going too slow. You're wanting to be fucked hard and fast! It won't happen. But you're surprised by the feeling of a tongue on your nipple. You almost flinch, but I remind you to be perfectly still. I kiss slowly around your breasts, looking for. Stan was now feeling distinctly uncomfortable however. He took advantage of Anne's departure to reach into the waistband of his trousers and straighten his erection so it lay against his belly. Now, however, he had to pull his trouser up slightly to hide it, and the buckle of his belt dug into the head so he had to sit artificially upright on the sofa. Stan knew he shouldn't be, but he was embarrassed.Anne came back with a large glass of white wine. One strap of her white dress had fallen off. To my amazement, I realized that I was developing a real old fahsioned hard-on in my pants; I was glad Shelly was on her back and wouldn't notice it. In a daze, I saw myself reach for the oil; I could not resist. I protested, but just for show. 'I'll do this, Shell, but this is it. I've got to work today'. I poured the oil into my hand started rubbing it over her back. It was warm and slippery and it turned me on even more. Her skin was flawless from her neck to her toes. I was enjoying every. I still owe ya for that one!Haha," Jessie teased."Yeah? I didn't push you that hard. Maybe I just caught you off guard.Did I leave a mark haha? Let me see," Jason replied.Jessie was a little apprehensive about lifting his shirt in a publicplace. It wouldn't be right to show his upper section while there werelots of people around."I'll show you in the bathroom if you want to see." Dude, who cares...what are you afraid of scaring all the girls away withyour white chest haha? Ok, I must have got.