I glanced up her body and her breastsgently pressed into the plush coils. The long curve of her spine was nowshowing as she wrapped her arms around he...r pillow. Michelle sensuallysmiled with her eyes closed taking in the moment.I kissed down her leg until my hand found her foot. I tenderly planted asoft kiss to the dorsum while massaging slowly the ball of her foot.Michelle had painted her toenails a soft pink color and they were soperfectly cute and lovely. Her big toe looked so plump and. He wore an oversized pair of baggy sweatpants. She wore the Frederick's nighty I bought her last Christmas.She had worn it for me once or twice.The underwire cups made her 42D breasts seem impossibly firm and full. Her nipples in the moonlight seemed incredibly large and erect behind the lace, the shadow of her cleavage impossibly dark and deep. Her thong panties were just visible below the short skirt. Her voice had the breathless husky tone I remembered from our college dates. I could smell. All I could make out was Sara saying something about me feeling sick and maybe puking in the bathroom. She was covering for me. Thats why I liked her. She thought of everything. As I looked into the mirror I saw my red face and washed my hands and splashed some cool water on my forehead so I wouldnt look like I had run a marathon but more like I had been sick. I toweled off and listened for more voices outside in the hallway. I heard the faint voice of her mom and the sound of feet going down. And than the spring started. It became warm and shinny. This time we walked slowly home. We talked and laughed. Passing in front of a bridal shop she stopped and regarded the dresses. She was the first girl I knew that seemed interested in bridal dresses!"Do you like them?" she asked. "Yes. But only some." I openly replied as I pointed those out. They were some especially full-skirted simple bridal gowns. "I like those simple ones with petticoats underneath." I told her. Then I turned to watch.