She bent over a little bit, moving her hips backwards, creating more pressure on my rock-hard dick, and reached around behind her to pull me closer to her.She bent over a little bit, moving her hips backwards, creating more pressure on my rock-hard dick, and reached around behind her to pull me closer to her. I began running one hand up and down, from breast to navel and back, gradually working lower. As I did this, I was nibbling on an ear, planting little kisses in her hair, on her neck, on her shoulders, doing my best to drive her crazy. Karen had been moaning a little and trembling slightly whenever I whispered wetly in her ear or seeded her hair with kisses. After working slowly over the top of her bikini, working slowly down the edges of the bikini, brushing her thighs with my fingers, and returning to massage her breasts, I finally let my hand brush down past her navel, over to top of her bikini, along the edges of the bikini towards her inner thighs, along her upper thighs. |