" Her eyes regarding him were almost apologetic as she went on, "My next suggestion is an area which presents problems for many writers. In the milita...ry, it would be called, 'the naming of parts.' Sometimes it is justifiable, but your heroine is constantly referring to where her lover is touching."She stopped and Frank was sure her face had reddened, before she continued, "I'm sure a lady's mind doesn't think in terms of 'he's on my pudenda' or 'my labia is being parted'. Surely pleasure would. Also I realised that she was sitting on the aisle side of the seat. I acted to sleep with my head rested on the arms of cross bar of the seat with the other hand low down the seat. I started feeling Sandhya from the side. First my fingers touching her back and with every jerk going inch closer to her breasts.I realised it was now her leg rubbing my toe and also she had fully raised her arm to hold the bar in front. I wanted to enjoy every minute, so I started to run my hand and feeling her. I can't have you freezing your tush on my account."Adam had to quickly suppress the feeling of resentment that arose in the back of his mind. This was exactly the kind of thing he didn't want to happen; her showering him with gifts. But rather than start an argument, he swallowed his pride and thanked her for being so considerate. He'd have to find a more opportune moment to explain to her why it made him so uncomfortable, like he was her kept man. Any relationship would have to be equal in all. ”Jenny let him play with her boobs for a while, then leaned forward and sucked the tip of his cock into her mouth. She began bobbing her head up and down as she sucked on the head of his dick, running her tongue along the edge of its mushroom head and continuing to stroke his shaft with her hand.Phillip closed his eyes and moaned, but kept squeezing Jenny’s wobbling tits as they swung wildly beneath her in rhythm with her bobbing head and pumping fist.After a few minutes, Jenny felt Phillip’s.