A small parcel of soft material landed on my thigh. And unmistakable dampness leaked from it onto my skin. Her panties! Thanks GOD she took off her panties! I bit my tongue again, this time to stop myself from grinning.

The bed shifted with her weight once more as she crawled back on. I felt her body slither up mine dragging her skin against me. Those soft tips on her breast traveled the lengths of my legs and suddenly stopped mid-thigh.

I felt her hand wrap around the base of my cock bringing it to full attention. A tongue. Sweet Helen. The slippery muscle snaked its way from the base...