She asked if I’d do it up for her. She stood, waiting. I stared at her bare back and then my eyes followed the curves of her body downward, down to ...er hips. She was wearing a girdle, a tight black sheath that accentuated her luscious shape. The attached garters held silk stockings up her long curving legs and she was wearing her black high-heeled pumps. What instantly brought my cock to throbbing attention was the sight of her ass. My eyes widened when I realized that she was not wearing. "I'm gonna whip your butt" he said wickedly.She grinned with enthusiasm. "No you're not" she said in mock protest, unable to believe how turned on he was making her.Matt doubled over his belt, taking time to finger the leather thoughtfully. He couldn't wait to smack her firm white bottom with his belt and watch her reaction. His hard shaft strained against the denim of his pants. They had been dating for four months now, and every time they got together it was always a new adventure. They had. I agreed. As the day went on she stated she loved my British accent and it made her feel so at ease with me. Then, by accident my hand under the water brushed her bent arse cheek gently, she looked at me sternly." You naughty boy, if you wanted to feel my ass, you should at least ask first" then smiled. I went from guilty, to relieved, to horny. My balls tightened in the water. My hand went back on and we continued to chat, her telling me her life story, she regaling her life story to me,. Wasting no time I quickly reached behind her back and unclasped her bra which seemed to melt off of her chest. Gracefully she fell back onto the couch and I gently followed her down. In moments my lips were locked on the most perfect pair of boobs I had ever touched. My mouth went from tit to tit as my hands worked on both boobs simultaneously. Her boobs were so soft yet beautifully firm.Her hands dug into my head urging me on. Her whole body seemed to be moving under me as I kissed every.