The cover was not heavy, just a big piece of plastic so she had had no problems lifting it. It was dark inside the hole, but there was a rusted ladder... going down.But first, there was that smell. It was faint, but it was there. Then, she saw a piece of clothing stuck in the ladder, and she knew. That piece of clothing was from the dress her mother had been wearing.I kept her close to me all the time she was telling that story, and I could not help admiring her, nuts or not. In a way, I had been. I stepped closer, pressing my chest against her back. Wrapping my left arm around her letting my hand rest just below her belly button. I placed my right hand onto her hip and slowly slip it up her side, lingering for a moment on the side of her breast then up to her shoulder. I moved her hair away from her neck and let it lay over her left shoulder. Placing the back of my hand on her cheek and slowly sliding it down her neck, I bent in and whispered to her. ''It's perfect, and so are you.''. I dated several girls in college and since I am a leg man, all were nicely proportioned. In fact, one of the reasons I married my wife was because of her nice butt. But I had never encountered at this close proximity the globes caressed by those frill panties. Now I understand the term a ‘heart-shaped box’ and caught in an insane desire I pushed my nose right up in the center of those nades. ‘Was there something good there to sniff you naughty boy. My my does my tush make you lose control,’ she. Jetant un nouveau coup d’?il sur le bar ou se tenait son mari, elle r?alisa qu'effectivement il n'avait pas entendu ses cris et ses appels ? l'aide alors que ce pervers b?tard manifestait l'intention de l'agresser sexuellement.-???????? Tu veux coucher avec moi ma ch?rie... Je le vois dans tes yeux ! Tu te demandes ce que cela peut faire de coucher avec un noir !-???????? Non... Non, absolument pas... Hurlait Christine en retour.-???????? Ouais, Pourtant tu ne t'es pas d?battue la semaine.