We continued staring as I moved my hands down her blouse, she saying nothing as I unbuttoned them one at a time. At this moment, I was breathing heavi...ly and felt the blood pumping throughout my body knowing she would not resist and then feeling the world fall from my shoulders.After the last button, I reached up to open her blouse and pulled it slightly over her shoulders glancing down quickly and then back into her eyes. She was wearing a bra as I placed my palms on each of her breast for a. As we ate lunch, they were still naked and suddenly felt a foot then another on my shorts, as they traced my slightly hard cock. They sat with their feet on my cock till the end of lunch, then I was aske to sit on the chair which had been placed in front of the fireplace and facing the couch. Karen cleared the lunch plates as Lee followed me to the chair, as I was about to sit down, Lee stopped me and told me to pull down my shorts and then sit down. She tied my wrists and ankles to the chair. Worse: an overbearing dweeb, but I'll get to that.Christine struck me a different way. She was wearing faded, baggy denim and an old giveaway ballcap, and she was the most beautiful woman I had every seen face to face.(Elaboration: I wrote ad copy for a New York City agency that specializes in the fashion industry. I have had occasions to meet some of the most beautiful women in the world who get into the public eye. Christine made all but a few of them look shabby - and the few exceptions. Sliding it between the lips, Fran pressed at her opening. Her pussy clenched as if it had a mind of its own. She pushed the finger inside her, exploring the walls of her vagina. Trying to go as deeply as she could, she searched for her Gspot. Damn, Ian never has a problem finding it. As she got more aroused, Fran started to fuck herself with her finger. She pushed in her middle finger as well to join its mate. Her thumb was teasing her clit and Fran felt her orgasm building. Tweaking her.