He paused in his stroking and stood there briefly with his hands on his slim hips.He paused in his stroking and stood there briefly with his hands on his slim hips. Then he took both hands and reached out to me, letting his fingers trail lightly from my cheek downward along my neck to the vee formed by my robe. He slowly loosened the sash of my robe and let it hang loosely. His hands slipped under the robe to my waist, and slid slowly upwards until they cupped my breasts. He rubbed his thumbs over my nipples and I could feel them stiffen at his touch. He slowly raised his hands taking the robe with it and sliding is off of my shoulders, let it drop to the floor. His touch was electric and left trails of fire on my skin. My knees were trembling and my legs were growing weaker each time his fingers moved on my skin. He took my hands and moved them to his cock. Even with the tales and stories of my more knowledgeable girl friends, I was not prepared for the size and hardness of it. My hand was too small even begin to encircle it. I tried to squeeze it to no avail. My knees started to buckle and I grabbed him for support. |