<div class="floatleft">(http://www.americanhealthandbeauty.com/art/Mature-Brunette-Smiling.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Melanie<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Pool House, private Room<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening DAY 1<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Alexander<br/><br/>Melanie gasped at first, when Alexander's hands replaced the towel, but it turned very quickly into a moan of pleasure and she couldn't help the slight arch in her back as her body tried to push them more into his hands. When he began squeezing, stroking, massaging them deliciously sensuously she groaned and answered, "Oh, God.....it feels soooo goood darling.....soooo goood...."<br/><br/>Unconsciously, her hips pressed upward, her pussy begging to be touched, stroked, played with, just as he was her breasts. She groaned again, feeling her already hard nipples harden more, aching desperately to be in his mouth, to feel his tongue flicking over them, being sucked into his mouth. "Alex......" she whispered, begging him not to stop but not able to get the words out. She almost wanted to reach up and remove the towel over her eyes, but having them covered and all her attention focused on her body was incredibly intense. Instead, her hands came up to meet his on her breasts and she stroked the backs of his hands as he played with her firm breasts.