My hands slowly run the blouse down off your shoulders and dance over the exposed skin as I gently nibble your neck and shoulders. I stand behind you,... unclip your bra and it falls forward, exposing your orbs. I cup your breasts with my hands, feeling their weight. I squeeze gently and run my fingers over the nipples. I knead them and softly pinch the nipples teasingly. As I continue kissing your neck you watch my hands roving in the mirror. You feel my hardness running up and down the crack of. “Before you do, can I have a look at your equipment?,” he asks somewhat agitated.“Happy to oblige,” I smile back as I strip down to my jock strap and enjoy flashing and stroking my freshly shaved. flaccid cock for him.“Wow, five or six inches flaccid, and a nice toned body with a good ass, we are going to enjoy you,” he mutters.Dimity is an exciting woman I muse as I admire her looks while she appraises me, standing with my legs apart with my hands on my hips, wearing just my skimpy black jock. She waits to give me a good look at her, and then the little exhibitionist moves to my dresser to retrieve my hairbrush … the large one with the flat, hard, wooden back. She hands it to me, lowers herself over my lap as I sit on the bed. Her pouty little ass is pointing up at me so attractively, I smooth my hand over it. I gently let my fingers slide down her crevice and across her exposed pussy (she moans softly). She looks back and up at me saying, ‘Michael, I know that you took it easy on. Her eyes remained fixed on the little cross which the minister continued to dangle from his fingers while she slowly began to disrobe.Reverend Wilson watched with lustful pleasure and delight as his young parishioner's body came into view. Felicity was even more voluptuous than she had appeared with clothes on. Her breasts were two perfect, white globes and each was topped with delicate, dark, pink nipples surrounded by silky, pink areola. The large, heavy globes bulged slightly at the bottom,.