Perky and topped by pokies. Pokies that were attention-seeking, sensitive, stiffened, engorged teatlets of pleasure. If that wasn't enough, throwing b...ack the covers, I discovered that my previously lightly-haired pubic mons was now a soft, smooth, naked runway to the pouting obviousness of my cunny. A cunny that seemed to have its own microclimate; hot, humid and prone to showers of sticky cunny juices to decorate my thighs. Well, I wasn't going to allow small things like that to distract me.. ‘If you ever want to sit on santas lap and tell me if you have been naughty or nice let me know’ I was shocked by what I had just heard literally I didn’t know what to say. How did he even know? Its not like I am that obvious to others that I like men, and especially older men. I thought to myself how many people has he asked before me? But I broke concentration again when he touched my shoulder again and winked. I smiled and pointed to my wrist in a motion to say sure what time. He smiled and. He stands admiring for a short time, trying to decide where to start. He decides to begin his quest at the tip of her left toe, writing a poem on her skin with his lips. He moves to her ankle and shin and caresses the bottom of her leg as he kisses the top. He flips her over as he bites the back of her knee as he works his way around to her powerful thigh. Like climbing the stairway to heaven, he reaches another one of the sexiest places on her body, where her tiny, tight yet oh so squeezable. "Well. It's war season over there. What do you expect? What is there to do over there? Nothing. I'd rather be going to England and catching mad cow or something," said Shawn."Well mad cow is going to have to wait for now. We're only here for 2 weeks man. You'll live. Plus, I don't think they would bring us out there in the middle of the war anyways," Josh said."Well you don't know Bush. This might have been his plan to send two more victims over to be slaughtered at the hands of terrorists..