As she sat her shorts barely covered her hips. We fed each other ice cream, I accidentally dropped some on her right breast. I moved my head down to l...ick it/clean it with my tongue, she blushed and fidgeted. As soon as the ice cream drops had been cleaned off her breast, she moved my head away and got up to go to the bathroom again.I thought to myself “damn she is putting on a great show.”I heard the noise of the hair dryer for about 5 minutes. Huma came out and returned but this time her semi. I am fulfilled. I am proud. The applause has died down, and I can hear the proliferation of whispered comments being passed from one woman to another. I could stay like this forever. Automatically, my arms lift themselves from my sides, to rest a while out from my sides, before continuing, to join, clasped high above my head. The clapping starts up again, and I soak it up, proud but also humbled. No other detail can enter my brain. I am unaware of individuals, Jo, the room, the furnishings,. "It's just that I thought that maybe I could help. Shit, you and Liz are the only couple, besides us, who live around here that are under a hundred. You guys are our only friends." And we're still friends," I said. "You'll just have to drive a little further to come and visit me."Robbie drove my jeep and followed me. During the trip to my parents', house my phone rang again. This time it was my father in law."Alan, do you know what time you'll be coming back?" he asked."Uhm, let me check," I. Admiring how her breasts pressed against the fabric of her tang top. His hands reached out to touch her beautiful body.Kim smiled as she felt her dream guys hands at her stomach sliding her shirt up. This morning she had quietly debated with herself on whether he was real. She had settled on the conclusion that he was just in her head. That did not mean she could not enjoy the wet dreams he gave her. He pushed the shirt over her head and trapped her hands with it. As his hand slipped behind her.