I stood and, with shaking hands, I unbuttoned her c*m-spattered blouse. I slipped my hand inside onto her shoulders, gently caressing her skin as I slid the shirt back and it fell to the floor with a soft sound. Erin stood there as I admired her body. A pale pink, lacy, low bra cupped her perfect breasts. Though they were small compared to mine, on her body they were perfect and full looking. I reached round, our boobs pressing gently together as I unhooked the bra clip. My fingers brushed her back as I removed the bra. Her n*****s were erect and as I had noticed, very large and high on her breasts, their pink contrasting with the darker aureoles.
I knelt beside her and reached up to undo her skirt, sliding the zip down and letting the garment fall. Beneath she was wearing a skimpy pair o
