Smiling, she fell asleep, not hearing the two more episodes that Andy needed before he was able to sleep. Xxnx His hands knew as much of the geography of her body as a 16th century mariner knew of the world. I caressed it lightly, her breath on his neck faster now, hotter. I know that it – that – is illegal,” making them both blush. Feeling no resistance, his hand drifted again upwards, caressing her side, retracing its path. “No more fabric between me and her now,” he thought as her breathing became panting. He slipped his hand up, up, up along her thigh until in an electrifying touch his fingers met the edge of her panties. Turnabout is fair play, he thought. She’d never been as direct and honest with him in her whole life. His hand explored her hip, his thump squeezing and measuring
