Putty in his hands. His eyes are soft, the laugh lines at the corners showing the slightest movement that always signals a smile, and yes, there it is..., and I am totally lost – what is it this man has that gives him such power over me? And why dont I fight him? He reaches over to me, his slightly tanned hand contrasting beautifully with my very dark, deep all over tan. Our eyes are locked as his fingers start the slow spider walk up my forearm, over my bicep to my shoulder, and from head to toe. " Ian soon changed position, he leant right over the simpering woman and began to suck her tits. This changed Barbara's mood considerably, she lifted her chubby legs in the air and started to gasp and pant as she began to orgasm again. It wasn't just the attention Ian was paying to her nipples, but also, as he ground his crotch in to hers, he was rubbing her cunt with his belly. Now Barbara was transported to a higher plain of ecstacy, her raised legs were quivering and her cries of pleasure. I guess you could call us fuck buddies with conversations in between.It all started with straight foreplay and fucking - a LOT of foreplay - before things started to shift toward the wilder and wilder side of things. We both had a taste for debauchery and kink that we started to act upon.She was blowing me one afternoon as I lay on the edge of the bed when she moved down to suck and lick my balls. I groaned and moaned, lifted my hips to get more and started to squeeze and tweak my nipples to. She had just finished wiping herself when she heard voices coming through the vent system high up on the wall. She heard both a male and female voice and she could just make out the male voice saying,"Oh for Christ's sake Mary Ann, I just wanted a quick feel, that's all." I don't think so Shawn, we shouldn't even be in here and..." Awww come on, just a quick one, that's all." Well..."Sister Ellen knew who the boy was before she heard his name, it was Shawn. She wondered why in the world a girl.