Top Blog: NEIGHBOR HOOD NYMPHOS Pressing our bodies together, I kissed her again. I got harder, as any man would when he hugged a naked woman. Then I scooped her up in my arms and carried her to the bed. I knelt on the edge of the bed, placed her in the center, and stretched out beside her.
She lay there stiff as a board, her eyes staring at the ceiling. Her breasts had flattened out and could hardly be seen, only her nipples stuck up. I put my hand on her chest and gently rubbed. "Relax," I said. "Let yourself go and enjoy the feeling. Let your body react to my touch. Listen to your body, trust it."
I circled one nipple, then the other, with the tips if my fingers, using a firm, but not hard, pressure. After rubbing and then pinching them, I let my hand drift down to her nether region. Her pubic hair felt course as I ran my fingers through it. My hand continued down and rubbed her thighs. When I had gone as far as I could reach I laid my hand flat and stroked back up to her chest. The whole time I murmured to her to relax and enjoy the feeling.
