He continued, until the dress was completely unbuttoned. I could feel the coolness of the air brushing against the small line of now exposed skin betw...een the flaps of my dress. I was becoming more frightened, and more excited, the tingling became more intense. Slowly, he slid his hands inside of my dress, parting the material. Beneath the dress I was wearing a small bra, which, because of my size, wasn’t covering much, and a pair of white cotton panties. The cool air was taking it’s toll on my. I keep squealing in his mouth while we kiss.We are losing control again, and he pulls his fingers out. This man knows me inside and out and can tell when I am close to cumming.“Babe. No. I need to cum.”“Sorry, baby. No cumming until your shave is over. Now flip over on your knees. I want you smooth as silk between your ass cheeks.”“Oh, baby, I don’t know,” I question again, becoming worried, trying to picture his big fingers maneuvering the razor around my ass crack.“I got you. Now on your. “No, baby, aren’t you turned on? We are slightly in the open… exposed, able to be caught at any time,” he replied and she cried out with pleasure. Call me crazy, but I got very turned on just listening to them. I wanted a peek. Climbing very lightly, I stole a glance around the corner. The two of them were half-clothed. The girl wore a short skirt and just a bra, her shirt lying on the steps. The guy was in jeans and no shirt, his finely sculpted body covering hers fully. Their breath mingled. Billy saw her there out of the corner of his eye and felt his cock squirm. He tried to calm himself, thinking he didn't need any more pussy after that session with the woman in the kitchen. He had brought her to a pair of gasping climaxes and ejaculated five or six ropes of his thick cream in her while he mauled her generous jugs and humped her feet right off the floor, rearing her up on his rigid tool.He mowed around the patio trying to ignore the lovely young female who sat here in almost.