As the scent filled the space it reminded George of Helen's frugality. Even on an important day she would forego the expense of perfume and settle for... the weaker substitute. It was a trait born of their beginnings. They could afford perfume; Helen was used to cologne. A breath of it evoked one of George's memories.She finished blotting up the spill with a handkerchief and he grasped the tiny zipper tab once again and slowly lifted it up the channel and fastened the little hook at its top. It. He set one on the picnic table and pointed it in the direction of the bed he had made as he turned to us and said ready. Sandy and I climbed out of the pool and the plain white cotton bra and panties had turned nearly transparent now that they were wet. Her perfect little nipples were now clearly visible and a small patch of black fur could be seen through her wet panties over a very tasty looking brown crack between her shapely legs. Her panties clung to her belly, pussy and ass revealing her. Unclean. 'Tis hardly a fit gift for one so fine as she!" Give me another then." He smiled.She picked up her dress, "I only have the one. I shall have to make another." That it is your only one makes it rare and more valuable and that it is yours she will know."Helena waited and when it became clear that he would not give the garment back, put on the wool frock without it. "Will she wear such a thing?"He laughed, "No!" then he kissed her, "but she will cherish it, no doubt. You gave her much. I removed the same too. She was topless now.I just bent front to take her boobs inside my mouth. I was licking her right boob all around her right boob nipple. She was sounding “ssshhh aaaah. Softly I was massaging her left boob and nipple with my right hand after few 2 minutes I inaterchanged her boob to my mouth. She was holding my head like mother feeding her child. She removed my T-shirt and she came to my chest and she was sucking my chest nipples for few seconds, which sent me electric.