"And Art and I always ended our dates by going somewhere secluded to make out for a while. It was always in the back seat of Big Boobs his car. And of course, we always did lots of French-kissing and body-groping. "Eventually, Art would work his hand up under my blouse, take my bra off and start feeling out my breasts, which really didn't do much for me in a Lesbian sexual way, as you well know. But Art was definitely a 'breast man.' And so he spent a lot of time playing with my breasts. "And as Art and I kept making out at the end of our dates, we both got more comfortable with each other, and things would go just a little bit 'farther' each time. Eventually, we got to the point where I would just reach up under my own blouse and take off my bra for Art, once we had gotten into back seat together, and started French-kissing each other. "And of course, Art would then reach up under my blouse and start feeling out by boobs. And by this point in our relationship, Art would also lift up my blouse, so that he could lick my breasts and suck on my nipples. That always seemed to really get him excited. "Anyway, many months into our relationship, I started to realize that Art really wasn't the good, upstanding person that he pretended to be. He was actually a 'super-macho' kind of guy, and he would get mad pretty easily, when something didn't go his way. And of course, Art and I started arguing more and more, the longer that we were together as a couple. "But I kept on making out with him at the end of our dates, because I knew that Art expected lick me to 'put out' for him, in exchange for all the money that he was spending on me during our dates. And believe it or not, that was just fine with me, because Art took me out to some really nice places, and spent quite a bit of money on me. And so to me, my letting Art play with my breasts and japanese suck on them for a little while in the back seat of a car seemed like a small price to pay for being wined and dined like that. "Then one night, just a few weeks before I met you, Art and I were making out. And while he was kissing me, he had one hand up Fingering under my blouse, playing with my breasts. And I felt him place his other hand on top of my knee. "Up until that night, Art and I had always kept our body-groping confined to each other's upper bodies. But when I felt his hand massaging my thigh, just above the knee, I knew that Art was wanting for us to take things much 'farther' that night than we ever had before. "And sure enough, I felt his hand slowly moving up my thigh, until it eventually ended up on my crotch. And then Art began gently feeling out my pussy through my sheer pantyhose. And of course, just like all the other girls I knew, I never wore panties under my pantyhose. I mean, that's why they're called 'pantyhose.' Right?" I said, intentionally overemphasizing the word "panty," in the process. "Right," Ray quickly agreed, nodding his head. "At first, I was shocked! I doubt it was an accident she bent over at the waist with her bum pointed in my direction. His oversized japanese cock was still jutting out from a mass of dark pubic hair. “You love it.” You can get your things at the end of the day.” Grant told him. Her tone was more cautious and uncertain than he would have Lesbian liked. The stable boy must have fallen asleep. In the time I just stood there leering Fingering at her very sexy, naked body, she had slipped behind me, pressing her body up against my back, placing her chin on my shoulder. As they cautiously entered the living room, the smell of sex permeated the room. are alone you are to be wearing it and when you are not alone it must be in your purse in case I want you to put it on." “Hey, stop it !” Amy screamed as Cherry playfully tugged down the zipper of her skirt, slowly revealing her ass, cheeks completely exposed with just the thin fabric of her black thong between them; the creamy-white cheeks had a slight shade of flushed pink from the slap they had received and from Amy's embarrassment. “And as is customary in these sorts of situations, we like to leave it up to the people to decide these sorts of lick things once Big Boobs administration has done what it can. "It say you can attach a bottle to it and as you pump it up the bottle gets pressurized." With her mouth very much full and occupied, and so as not to suffocate, she breathed in deeply through her nose & smelt the oddly arousing, musky, hormonal smell of his groin which served to turn her on even more. As I leaned back on the leather seats, I could feel my nipples growing erect, as the black silk of my dress rubbed across them.