When the covers were pulled back and she was stretched out on her stomach, Gretchen told Andy "I've wanted a massage like this forever, but I never ha... the nerve. Seems silly now, doesn't it?" As usual, he started at the base of her skull, but she reached up and grabbed one hand. With some unexplainable contortion, she managed to place his hand right on her ass cheek. "That's where I've been dying to feel your skin. Start there." Me too, Mom," he answered, and began working her bottom in. Well the story I am going to narrate now is not a real one, but one instruction to all the readers, put yourself in the position of the characters in the story so that you will enjoy it and feel that it actually happened to you.All girls and ladies put yourself in the role of the female and if you were with me this is how I would play with you. If at all you like it then please don’t feel shy to post your views about the story and how you felt about it to my email id Who knows I might even get. He was focused on my legs and hadn't even looked up to see my face yet. I could see a smile on his face and it wasn't an amused smile. It was an interested smile. The kind I have seen before on the face of every man when he sees a good set of legs, or a nice figure, or a pretty face. I knew that my legs were good. Not great, but not bad either. It seems that most men who aren't overweight have fairly good legs when you shave off the hair and put stockings and heels on them. I don't know why. Her soft round curves felt heavenly indeed and Kelly lost herself in them, using her whole body to caress Jessica, soaking in the feel of her. She listened to the faint rasp of their skins sliding across each other and let her nose guide her to each and every source of scent on the girl."Kelly, that's my armpit, don't..." Shhhh."Her nose fed her the scents of sweat, desire and a riot of pheromones... she pressed her ear against Jessica's chest and heard the thump of her heart. Then to the sweat.