All fingers well long and tapered to a French-manicured nail, unpolished. He had her hold out her palms for Him. Each was pink, soft, unblemished. Per...fect. He made comment to that effect. The result pleased Him. She let out a short, nervous laugh, then laugh again at the silly sound of it. Her smile was very pleasing, but He was getting ahead of himself. First her neck.Her neck was long but not too long, the perfect length. It also revealed a faint line of soft, downy, translucent hair that. As she finished, she kicked off her black heels before letting the dress fall elegantly to the floor. She was now left in nothing but her black boy short panties.“The first panties I ever took off of you,” Mike said with a smile.Giggling, she sweetly replied, “A girl never forgets her first time.”Turning her back to him, she stood tall before bending over at the waist, showing off her delightfully curvy ass as her panties rode up into her crack. Still looking behind her into his eyes. ‘Yes. There was never going to be anyone but you for my first time, I trust you darling. Fuck me, make love to me, make me yours!’ Larry knew his heart was going to explode with happiness, he helped her with a gentle shove. She shrieked and groaned for a few minutes and then she began to rock back and forth on his cock. In around 10 minutes, they worked up a nice rhythm and her nails dug into his arms, leaving marks of passion. Colette was wonderful, as if she had been made for his pleasure. He. ‘Hello, is anyone here?’ It was Nancy Dickens. ‘I’m up here.’ She was dressed meticulously. Should I tell her that she looked nice? The white pleated skirt outlined her legs when she moved, and the silk blouse hinted that the bra was a darker shade of green. Her hair had been brushed to a bright sheen. I suspected that she smelled good, too. ‘Are you going to a party, Nancy?’ She bristled and blushed at the same time. ‘I stopped by to see if you have something for me to do. My shift is from.