She was thinking back to the tingle she’d felt when Dad picked her up and carried her to the house. The pleasure she felt when he rubbed her feet an...d legs. And the jolt that had gone through her body when Dad’s lips touched her forehead just a minute ago. Standing there against the door, Brin began to idly rub her hands over her chest. Her nipples were throbbing in the tight sports bra she wore, so she quickly pulled her t-shirt off and got out of the bra. She turned then and looked at. It was perfect. I can only imagine that not a word was passed betweenthem. They must have been silent, their hearts racing,and their bodies transitioning to a state of arousal. IfI was correct in my assessment of them at the parkinglot, then they probably hadn’t ever touched each other.His cock had to be growing and her sweet young pussywould have begun to soak her panties.Cat lowered her arms and held my head, pulling my facefurther into her pussy. She slowly lifted and bent oneleg and. Steadily, my hand reaches down the front of your chest, lightly caressing your throat, then dipping lower to begin rubbing along the tops of your breasts. I slide my hand back and forth across the tops of your breasts, not daring to reach down yet, but instead listening to the soft moans that escape you and watching as your nipples harden even more, until their tips jut out of the water. Finally, I let my hand go lower, gliding over your tender breasts, feeling your thick hard nipples poking. " Dear Santa. My name is Nadine and I'm 23 years old. I'm still a virgin because I'm too afraid of how it may change me if I ever lose my virginity. I am so crazy about sex that I've already worn out all those silly vibrators you brought me last year. They were costing me a fortune in batteries, anyhow. I know that it is probably asking too much, but could you see your way clear to stopping by my house long enough to pop my cherry for me? It would make me ever so happy. Here's a picture of me.