At first she hated the thought of being the only woman but after months of constant compliments she was beginning to see the upside to it all. She st...ood at around five foot five, weighed a little over one hundred and ten pounds and for a smallish woman, she had a marvellous figure. Her 32C breasts took everyone’s breath away and her shapely legs just made her a magnificent catch for anyone. Her figure was complimented by her golden, sun-kissed skin, her dark brown hair and delightful blue. They were staying hard! Mike won the round and took the remote. He had a crazy look in his eyes.He didn't say anything until the first hand was over. He just kept riding heron his knee. Up real slow and then down. She still hasn't touched her breastsfor awhile now, but her nipples were even more erect now. Then he asked her "Lisa, are your nipples still hard?" "Yeah, Mike!" She sneered back at him. "But, you haven't touched them for a few minutes now. How are they stayinghard?" he asked. "I. ‘Ohh!’ said Frida, laughing as I frantically pushed it back down under the water again, red-faced as a radish.‘No no no no no’ she moved my hand away. ‘Let me see’ Slowly I opened my thighs and let it bob up into view again. She stared very sternly at my swollen purple knob. I was blushing so hot and deep now.’Is it because of me?’ she looked at me ’Did I do this to you?’ I nodded and looked at her. ‘I’m sorry’ I whispered.She sat back on her heels, hands on hips, and I glanced down at her. If it’s too good to be true it probably is. My feet begin to move. but my heart stays. If it opens, it’s opening all the way this time. A drunken couple lurch past me, I feel the door becoming more solid, unmovable. Then, like the moon coming out from the cloud, the face of the door shines as it opens. Hi. Hey. The air from the room moves out into the passageway. It carries not only the scent of the candle, but of something more earthy. For a moment there is the fear of being in the right.