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“Thank you, Mr. Johnson,” Cyndi replied. She sat down and
crossed her legs, allowing her skirt to hike up almost to her crotch.
She wanted to show off her beautiful, smooth thighs. The tops of her
blue stockings and her garter straps were in full view, and she knew
Mr. Johnson would be interested in looking at her thighs and the faint
pink panty-crotch just under the hem line of her skirt as she moved
around to get comfortable. She smiled at Jim, leaned forward slightly,
her blouse brushed against her excited nipples.

During my play with her nipples, Karen had started massaging
my dick again. Though it was still restrained by my swim trunks,
I felt it jump as Karen squeezed it lightly, and gasped a bit
with the feeling. Karen then broke our kiss and moved back
slightly. She got up and went over to the TV. I moved over to
the TV as well and pressed my hips forward against her ass as she
bent over and took the tape out. As she stood up, tape in hand,
I thrust my hips even further forward and reached both hands
around to cup her breasts and brush her nipples.
Karen twisted around in my arms and nestled her hips against
mine. I could feel her breasts, tipped by erect nipples, press
against my chest. She kissed me lightly and mentioned that there
was a VCR in the bedroom. I was tempted to pick her up by her
hips, so that she would lock her legs around me, and carry her
into the bedroom. However, appropriate as that seemed, I also
knew I probably wasn’t quite strong enough. Rather than upset
the mood by dropping her halfway there, I tilted my head towards
the hallway and followed her into the bedroom.

Still playing like nothing was happening, Karen went over to
the sink and filled our glasses with water. I stood behind her,
reached over her shoulder to get my glass, and pressed my hips
against her ass, nestling my dick between her ass cheeks. She
pressed her hips backwards and rotated them a bit as she filled
her glass.
Still playful, neither of us making a major move, though
both clearly wanted to, we went in to the living room and sat
down, Karen on the couch, me on another couch facing her. Karen
then got up and bent _way_ over to turn on the TV. Her bikini
bottom slipped further up her ass cheeks and, from my vantage
point, I could see the outline of her swelling pussy lips. She
stood back up and started the VCR. She had obviously been
watching the porno tape earlier, since it started in the middle
of scene. It was actually switching between two scenes, one of a
very vocal woman with long black hair and medium-sized breasts
being eaten by her husband, the other of a blonde with larger
breasts (supposedly their daughter, I guess) listening to the
couple and masturbating. When the movie first started up, the
blonde was running her hands over her breasts, milking them
upwards, tweaking and massaging her erect nipples. The other
woman’s moans as she was given a tongue-lashing were clearly
evident. Then, the scene cut to the couple, as the man sucked on
the woman’s clit and lightly tongued it back and forth. Then
woman’s moans got louder and the scene cut back to the blonde.