She stepped out of her pants, no underwear, while she quickly removed her shirt. Her tits were small and sweet. She smiled back and gently pressed her...nude body against me putting her arms around my neck. Then she put her mouth against mine and sucked the air out of my lungs for a moment, and I felt just a little bit of tongue tease. My dick shot up straight and rigid in my pants. Her hands slowly moved down my back until they reached either side of my butt.My mouth was still hanging open, as I. Then an amazing thing happened... she walked over to the table, set her camera down, took her bikini off and sat down on the bench facing me. I think she wanted to play too because she spread her legs, giving me an amazing view. I propped myself up on my elbows to watch. She began to rub her pussy and her clit and I could see that she was very wet. She rubbed her breasts and nipples and watched me as I began again to stroke my cock... I knew there would be no stopping now. She was pushing her. ” she whispered, answering his question.“You've never kissed another woman? Never been kissed by one, like I'm kissing you right now?” he asked, kissing her again and tasting her passion. It was very sweet. She shook her head, and winced at the look in his eyes. It was a look of gleeful pleasure, and she didn't much care for the hint of lust she saw in it. That made her shiver slightly, and his eyes glinted brighter.“Please? I don't want...” she began, but he shushed her by putting one finger. “Please Sir, could you fasten this for me?” Wendy said, breathily.I walked up behind her to fasten the closure, but instead I slipped my hands under the lace cups and cradled her breasts in my hands. I gently caressed and massaged her small tits.Wendy whimpered, “Sir, my pussy is dripping wet. My lubricating fluids will soak through my skirt and run down my thighs. May I please wear panties, Sir?”I said, “No, I want you to feel how wet your little cunt gets for me. I want you to feel how juicy.