I ask you the same. Trying to get the mental image of you in my mind. You whisper...Wearing just a smile baby...smiling at the thought of you lying th...ere naked...mmmmmm...I tell you how aroused that makes me...you ask me what I am doingi tell you that I am sliding my fingers down over my stomach...my legs bent slightly spread apart...i hear the quick intake of your breath as I describe this...you ask what my fingers are doing...knowing how hot this makes youi whisper softly...gliding my fingers. Making her final selections to their wardrobe, she sent Andrew's costume to his home and waited for the appointed night to arrive."You can't be serious." Andrew's voice on the other end of the line was full of consternation."That's your costume, Drew. Wear it, or we can just both stay home." She giggled lightly. "Trust me, hon. It'll all make sense when you see mine." Fine," he said sadly. "I'll have my car at your place at eight." His costume consisted of course brown trousers, torn ragged at. I would’ve never had the courage to take control with somebody like Luke, but I felt safe with Graham. Without breaking eye contact I slowly traced my hand down his naked chest, stopping just above the large tent in his boxers. “No. . . Don’t stop,” he moaned breathlessly. I slowly slid his boxers down and his cock sprang out of its cloth prison. I lightly traced my finger down the underside of his cock, watching it twitch at my touch. I knew I was teasing him and it wasn’t fair to him, but it. She was about 18 years older than me and had small tits and a great body. When I got there I could see that she did not have a bra on and her nipples were pointing right through her shirt. She followed me down to the basement to check the breakers and it was just a tripped breaker. I reset it and she said thank you and gave me a big hug that went on for over a minute. Next thing I know we were kissing and swapping tongues I grabbed her small tits while we were kissing they felt so good. She.