The very next afternoon Beth was washing her hands at the kitchen sink when I came up behind her and pressed myself into her rear, putting my hands up underneath her sweater, feeling and gently squeezing her breasts through the thin cotton bra.The very next afternoon Beth was washing her hands at the kitchen sink when I came up behind her and pressed myself into her rear, putting my hands up underneath her sweater, feeling and gently squeezing her breasts through the thin cotton bra. "You're getting me started again," she said. "Mm-mm," I mumbled into her hair. I could feel my cock beginning to grow between her ass cheeks. I knew she could feel it, too. Turning around then, she put her arms around my neck, our mouths found each other, and we pressed our bodies together, tightly. It was as close as we could get without actually fucking. I reached down to the through our meshed bodies and gently kneaded her skirt-covered abdomen, pressing lightly just above her pubis. |