She took a step forward, covering half the distance between them. She was close enough for him to see a vein in her neck lightly throbbing. Her breath...was quick and shallow. Maybe it was the heat but he hoped she was turned on too. He could see the faint outline of her nipples through the thin material. As he looked, they became more pointed. Or, maybe it was only his imagination born of hope and desire. He swallowed dryly, wincing a little as he surreptitiously squeezed his crotch. She. He loved her pussy. "Rub your clit. Use two fingers and play with it. Keep your legs spread wide." Fred could see her clit get hard as she rubbed it for him. "Now suck your nipple and put a finger in your cunt and fuck yourself deep and hard. Make that cunt cum. I want to see cum on your finger." Molly sucked a nipple and put a finger in her cunt and began fucking her cunt feeling it get very wet. Fred told her "Lick the cum off your finger. Taste yourself." Molly let go of the nipple and. Eyes still closed, I call to the dream of lips slowly digesting my skin suckling my pulse, arousal, mental and physical. Gracefully, my hand naturally grazes my round exposed breast, your hand joins mine. Our fingers tracing together, moving down a slope of desire as I feel fingers exploring under the skirt. Urgent fingers pulling to reveal no panties, only the black lace tops of the thigh his that gently stroke my shaved lips. Probing… lost in the need to feel hot moisture and cool demanding. Robert had moved a portable heat lamp into the room as well. The DVD player was playing one of my relaxation CDs, ‘ocean sounds’, which was the sound of waves against a background of soft, romantic music.Before I could enter the living room, Robert took my suit jacket and hung it up. I caught a fragrance that was very familiar, but at first I could not place. Glancing into the kitchen, I could see a pan heating on my stove, and I realized the aroma was coming from this pan of baby oil which.