He started at the bottom of her right foot and slowly went up her calf, then to her inner thigh, up to her hips towards the left side then up her side...s, around to her left breast then slowly over to her right breast. He bent down towards her ear and slowly traced it with his tongue and then lightly blowing on it. He did the same thing to her nipples watching them harden into tiny little pebbles. He let his fingers slowly trace their way down to the junction between her thighs, he hadn't even. If I ate here every day, I'd weigh five hundred pounds by the end of summer."The lady laughed and patted Sam on the shoulder. "This one could stand to gain a few pounds," she said."Why do women always think they have to be skinny?" I asked her. "My wife is a good example. She's always worried she's getting too fat."Mrs. Jenkins patted Sam again and said, "Honey, men like a skinny woman to look at, but when they're married to a woman, they like comfortable cushions."I was afraid Sam was going to. He took another look at her, snorted and said. "Mornin'..." Before snuggling his face into her shoulder and drawing her close, as one of his hands slowly traced the outline of her body.Moria could only smile as his hand made its way down her body. His hands were surprisingly soft for someone who had his hands in cars and skateboards all day. It wasn't like they were callous-free though, she thought, grimacing slightly as one of the rougher ones scraped her side. This only caused her more. "I'm just- worried about the pain," I whispered and I knew he felt for me. "It will feel good, I promise. It will only hurt for a second." He pecked my lips and I felt his arms tense as they were positioned beside my shoulder and he thrusted his hips forward as I gasped in pain, shutting my eyes and my flat palms turned into fists as he wiggled his way in and I looked down, seeing blood drip from the bench to under the bench. I breathed heavily as he waited a second and then began thrusting.