I unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped her fly. I pulled them off. Amy raised her legs into the air in assistance. There, lying on her back, I took her sexiness in. She was a goddess in her element. She was wearing pink and black stripped panties and two ankle-length socks... That and a smile, with nothing else.
I curled my fingers along the waistband of her tiny panties. They came off slowly as she wriggled her way out of them. She took her socks off for me as I gazed longingly at her bare v****a. I was stuck for a moment in the past. The times we would joke and play at work. She teased me when I told her my future wife, and eventual ex, had made love for the first time. She thought it was funny how easily I would blush or get embarrassed. She had pinched my cheek and said, "Awww, you're so
