He ran his hands thru my long hair,I heard him hmm asif to say it felt good to him.He did it several times,frommy face to the tip,brushing it with his fingers andmassaging my scalp.My head fell back, I put my arms back,palms down and leaned back on my arms,whichpushed my breast out and could feel the sun even onmy beaded nipples.Hand's touched my throat and thenslid down my breast. Hands that molded to each one,one at a time. Caressing and pulling and then pinchingthe nipples. I had to bite my lip to not moan,and didn't want it to stop.Then they moved down and wrapped around my ribs,slid to my stomach kneading and movingall over.Then to my thigh's,now he said "lay back for me"so I did. Those hands started at the tops of my thigh'sand both massaged and rubbed to my ankle,then Ihad to catch my breath as he tongued each toe on myfoot. Sc****d his teeth on the sole of my foot and made me moan.He moved to the other foot tonguing and sucking on it and then started up with his hands.They. I continued to bite my lip. She introduced me. "Cindy, this is my Tori." Speechless, I smiled and waved my hand in greeting. Jayne ordered both of our drinks, not asking me what I might like. I raised an eyebrow but sat quietly beside her, trapped in the booth, looking over at her. She smiled at me again softly saying, "You do know that you're fucking gorgeous, don’t you?" She took my face in her palms and pulled it down close to hers, looked in my eyes, then so softly kissed me on the lips. It felt wonderful. I didn't have time to react. I just softly moaned my acquiescence and let her continue. Her hand went from my face, to my neck, to my breast, her thumb quickly finding my nipple which started to tingle. Her other hand began once again to make its trek up my thigh, this time on the inside. When she reached my panty I startled to, like awakening from a trance, and broke off the kiss. "OK, OK! I’m not into this." I was trembling. "I think I should go. I don't know you. And I sure.
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