Oh, wow. She could be a model in Playboy. Her pussy was bare, there was no hair around it like with Mrs. O'Keefe. It was perfectly split in half, nice..., rounded, it looked ripe like a peach. She stood there for me to see. "Here I come, Russell," she said as she crawled up on the bed and lay down beside me. "Touch me, Russell, touch me all over. Feel me everywhere. I want your hands all over me." Her skin was like silk, so soft, warm; I ran my hands all over her, over her breasts, so firm, but. I kissed it some more and placed my tongue on his skin. Mmmmmmmm, a salty but a nice flavor and I found I wanted more of it. I moved my face and kept searching as I licked across his chest. Without thinking I licked his nipple and he flinched as I circled the tip of my tongue around it. This was fun. I grinned to myself. Nat wasn’t immune to me after all. With that notion in mind, I mimicked what he had done to me. I licked then nibbled across his peck muscles. Before too long, it was he. She held hers up and I brought mine up to greet it in a silent toast. The afternoon slipped away as we sat there I asked if she would like to go out for dinner tonight? No I dont think Im up to it tonight. I called a local restaurant and made enragements to have dinner delivered. Chris went off to her room to rest. I set the dinning room table in preparation. In a short time she returned with a small box. This is the box that my swimsuit came in they sent this neat retro catalog. I took the. I got your message this morning..." ... Message?..." Yvette didn't sound pleased." ... so I made sure there were clean sheets everywhere." Fine, fine. An' how are you Miss Yvette? Been some time since I seen ya." I'm fine, sir. Peter, may I speak to you in the kitchen?"I bottom-lined the discussion for her. It's his house. He can came and go as he pleases. She stayed in her dorm room the whole week while my cousins visited the DC metro area colleges. Alex was already accepted to George Mason.