She would not be a quick lay in the sack. The first date led to a second, which lead to a third. This time dinner at her house. MaryBeth was a great ...cook (the ex barely could barely cook toast). After dinner, we sat side by side on the couch, in front of the TV. MaryBeth asked if she should put on a movie. She had cable and I nearly suggested we order a porno, but I want our first time to very special. No porno, no quick lay. The TV stayed off and we began to kiss. We had a few quick pecks. Without this, Danglars would have been quite ignorant of the time, for daylight did not reach his cell. Should he demand an explanation from the bandits, or should he wait patiently for them to propose it? The last alternative seemed the most prudent, so he waited until twelve o'clock. During all this time a sentinel, who had been relieved at eight o'clock, had been watching his door. Danglars suddenly felt a strong inclination to see the person who kept watch over him. He had noticed that a. Your arms, still pinned behind your back remain captive from my walking stick. My hand slips to your sex, cupping your pussy, feeling your hot moist lips in my palm. I slowly squeeze my hand against you, massaging your pussy. Your lips spread all so easily and I again find the tender nub of your clitoris. My thumb massages it, gently at first, but each stroke building pressure. “Ayy... Sir, You do tease me so!” Are all the words you can say, but I do know you ache for more. I slide a finger. I was enraptured, watching every inch of her gorgeous breasts slowly exposed to me, before the fabric slid over her nipple with a slight shudder. Once they were free, her hands followed their contours and she massaged them in her palms, sighing and once again dropping to sit on my knees. She watched me intently, as she stroked, squeezed, pinched and rolled her breasts, moaning, giggling and grinding deliberately. She leaned forward, straightening her back as she went to tease her breasts over.