? I heard Sam’s voice in my ear and I swallowed again.?That’s what I am trying to do,? I responded, my voice coming out slightly shaky. But that ...isn’t something that I could have stopped if I had tried. Being nervous is something I have trouble controlling no matter how many times I meditated or tried to calm myself. With that I took yet another deep breath and then another one in the process of attempting to calm myself more. ?Do you trust me?? he finally asked after a minute of silence. All. No seen getting any of my clothes messy, she had seen me before anyway. I crawled into the bed, and she opened up her legs invitingly. Her pussy was already wet, and I wondered if she had been masturbating before I arrived. As she laid back into her pillows and got comfortable, I started with kissing her entire body. I began at her feet this time, and made sure to lick and suck her toes and soles of her feet since she liked that so much last time. She moaned softly as I did this, and I worked. It starts to cool off, as it does in the desert in theevening, and I move to sitting with him on a love seaton our back porch. I move to sit on his lap. I’m alreadywet I have been all day, more or less. I would wonderhow he knew THIS was the day I ovulate, as even I don’tusually keep track of my periods that closely. I am notvery organized though, and he is.He tells me how sexy he thinks I am, runs his hands upand down my sides and caresses my breasts beforetweaking my nipple.. Before she could change her mind he pulled on the last of her objections. With her legs spread hecouldn't get them all the way down but it was enough. His left arm wrapped under her thigh and overthe top allowing him to stroke her slit. She'd shaved a tiny landing strip and he was teasing the curlswithout actually applying pressure. Her whimper slipped out, pleading. His right hand had wascupping her pert ass cheek as the left grew bolder. She was so wet and his thumb was slick with herarousal..