“And I always seem to be wet, here,” opening your legs slightly and pointing up your skirt.I was facing you, so I got a flash of pink panties, and... the thrill was almost overwhelming.'Is this girl for real, or is she teasing me,' I wondered.“And what do you think is the cause of those sensations, and the wetness?” I asked.“I can’t stop thinking about sex,” was your reply, and your nipples seemed to press outward against your pink top. You moved your hips, as though you were squirming in the. “Let me start”, I whispered shyly. I was very excited to discover the shape of your naked body. My hands started on your hair, I felt the shape of your nose and my fingers moved along your lips, when I felt your soft kisses on my fingertips. My hands moved along your shoulders over your nice boobs and nipples. I felt your hard nipples, your boobs were quite big and firm and I moved my fingertips further over your waist and your exciting nicely shaped buttocks. I turned you around and let my. This cheered Helen up to no end. Being called strong and in need of a real man fed her ego and made her susceptible to Candy's next suggestion, a blind date with a biker friend of Candy's cousin, Gord. Helen wasn't too sure, but because the advice came from her only friend, Helen agreed and Candy made the arrangements.What Helen was unaware of was that for years Candy had very carefully spread rumours about her supposed friend. Helen, who had fairly bested Candy in every way imaginable, was a. Both women let out small gasps and Bar started heavily breathing as the Centaur’s finger moved toward the bare expanse of cleavage displayed by her partially button shirt, then gently followed the bare contours downward until his finger was blocked by a button.Suddenly, he grasped a fistful of her shirt and in one violent motion yanked upwards. Buttons popped free and flew as Bar’s shirt was dragged over the top of her head and off her arms.Bar’s breasts were momentarily raised up by the shirt.