I like to show off my breasts, so his gaze was appreciated.I like to show off my breasts, so his gaze was appreciated. We smoked some more and drank a beer. Paul moved over closer to me on the couch and put his arm around me tentatively. I relaxed and laid back, doing nothing to discourage him. I was starting to get a little horny, and thought perhaps Paul could help relieve me of the feeling. Sure enough, it was a matter of minutes before I felt his hand on my breasts, gently fondling and squeezing. I turned my head and we kissed deeply. He continued playing with my breasts, and my nipples started getting hard again, though this time not just from the cold. I could feel the wetness starting to build in my pussy, and reached down to rub myself through my jeans. I felt Paul's fingers at my waist, fumbling with the snap and zipper, and I helped unfasten them. I raised my hips from the couch and wriggled a little so that Paul could tug my pants off. I could see the bulge in his shorts growing and was anxious to touch his stiff cock, so I unsnapped his pants and yanked them down over his hips. He wasn't wearing any underwear, so his cock immediately sprang forward. I wrapped my fingers around the hard shaft and squeezed gently. I still had my leotard on, and Paul slipped his fingers up my leg and began slowly rubbing my pussy, which by now was soaking wet. I slipped the leotard down over my shoulders and hips, and Paul helped pull it off. I was lying there naked now, and Paul dropped to his knees in front of me and started licking and sucking my breasts. His tongue felt real good as he licked around my nipples. I cupped one breast in my palm and offered it to him, and he sucked eagerly. |