As Sara drove nakedly through the city, they talked about the weekend they had shared.Steve said, "I don't recall a time when I've spent so much time ...with anyone just feeling good and loving. It's very special to spend almost three whole days, mostly naked, touching and feeling and hugging without any restrictions. It feels wonderful.'"Right. I seemed to have someone's hand on me somewhere almost all the time. Mostly just to touch — to be aware of a contact, of a presence, like 'Here I am, I. Her legs were bent at the knees and as he watched, she parted them slightly. "Like the outside gates hiding the treasure within", thought James, and the pussy lips he was now looking at with hungry eyes seemed like the inner gate to the ultimate prize. He instinctively licked his lips, ran his tongue around them, imagining he was placing his tongue at the bottom of her pussy and running it slowly up the middle of her lips, parting them, tasting her...The pussy hair again attracted his. ?Ask for what you want,? I said.?Cuff me, please,? she said in a small voice. ?Really cuff me.??Why don’t you strip down to your underwear, it’s so much nicer, the chain against the skin.?She pulled her top over her head, revealing a plum colored, lacy bra. That wasn’t for every day, she had prepared for this. She dropped her jeans revealing matching panties. I took in the full package, young, ripe girl at the beginning of womanhood. Full of life, eager.I ran my hand lightly over her. "Beth's dad got us primo seats," she said. "They're in the VIP section. That's usually reserved for jocks and local celebs. It's supposed to be...Allie stopped in mid-sentence."You got the tickets, didn't you?" she asked as it dawned on her. "Wait until she finds out these are from you. I've been telling her all week she's wrong about you." These are from Mack," I said. "You might think you know me, but you really don't. I don't think I'd do this for Elizabeth. If you'd asked, I probably would.