We settled on the bed and I ran my finger across the broad width of his hand as he sat beside me.
Bending low, he gently kissed me. Kicking off my indoor slippers, I watched David slide his shirt from his shoulders and toss it onto a nearby chair.
I guess he enjoyed watching me strip, his eyes never leave my body, he murmured some dirty words to me when I slipped the garter down my leg, and pulled the dress off my body, followed by the second garter and the view of my inner thigh. Reaching out, he slowly slid his palm over the warmth of my thigh, coming to rest on the silken panties covering my mons.
"I love your underwear." He whispered in a hushed tone.
As he eased his finger beneath the elastic and stroked my well-shaved p***y, he murmured, his index finger slipped down my dewy clef
