It had been so long since she had felt or even dreamed of a touch so light and re-assuring and for some reason she couldn't bear to part herself from ...it. She was lying on her side and Eoric was careful not to let his body get to near her back as he thought that might be just too much for her. He let his hands continue to gently rub over the muscles of her stomach then moved his left arm to allow that hand to begin rubbing her back and shoulders.Sarah moaned out loud at this treatment and her. J’s hands are quite soft and his fingers are shorter and thicker than Steve’s long fingers, which are rough in texture due to his work. A.J likes to slide his fingers around my pussy entrance back to my puckered hole, where Steve loves to tease and fondle my clit. As I am snuggled in between them both I can smell their particular smells. Steve is a smoker, and while I am not a big fan of smokers, his smell seems to add to his aura of his rugged biker personality. A.J’s smell is completely. Please?" I'll talk to you later," I said, hanging up quickly and putting the phone back in my robe pocket.After I heated the water and made some tea, I went back to my bedroom where Jules was reading intently. I put her cup down on the nightstand and sat back at my desk, putting my foot up on the edge of the bed as I leaned back to sip my tea."You've got a way with words."I could only look at her. Her hair fell around her face and curled under her chin. Her lips were full and her breasts were. Something abaseball catcher might wear, I thought, but it was different. I couldn'thelp myself, being the inquisitive child I was, I pointed at her chest andasked her what it was that she had on? "it's called a brassiere" she saidwith a certain smugness in her voice. "A what?" "A bra dummy, somethinggirls my age start wearing." "Oh, Can I have one?" I asked her. "No silly,bras are for girls only, you're a boy, boys don't wear bras, stop being sostupid!" Disappointed and dejected was I. Again.