Can you hear my hand as it rubs yoursilk blouse?"I nodded my head as I heard a faint rustling sound."Now, put your palms on your skirt at your thighs ...nd slideyour skirt up and down over your tights."Of course, I did as she asked. Sure enough, the silk skirtrubbing against the nylons created a sound unlike any I hadever heard. It was almost like a whispering voice, or alight wind in the trees. As I continued to move my skirtand concentrated on the enchanting sounds, in the back ofmy mind I was. Will you be all right for a short time, Becci?" she asked. "We won't be long." "Yes. I'll be just fine," I responded. "Take as much time as you need."I watched them leave and heard them go upstairs to the bathroom. It was quickly followed by muffled voices and some laughter. I suspected they were going to have another fuck.I finished my coffee, put everyone's mugs into the dishwasher and made my way upstairs. As I approached the bathroom, I could hear Daddy's moans clearly through the door. Looking down, I could see some of her pussy cream around the base of my shaft, which turned me on even more. In the mirror, I could see her tits swing back and forth with each thrust. Her head was hanging down, her mouth open, breathing heavily. Her eyes squeezed shut as she focused on the feeling of my cock sliding in and out of her body. We both froze in place as we heard voices approaching. Two women walked past our door, chatting about the outfits they had picked out. I met her eyes in the. I grabbed my overnight bag, my keys, and headed on to her place. The anticipation of her naked body against mine was making my pussy so wet.I finally arrived at her place. She opened the door and welcomed me with a kiss on my cheek. When she hugged me I could feel her large breasts against mine. When I looked down, I could see that both of us had very hard nipples which were sticking out under our tops.I put all my favorite snacks I bought on my way to her place onto her coffee table while she.