<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 felt him press against the top of her head, feeling a sudden surge of desire course through her. She moaned softly again when his hands slid down her back and began working on the knot slightly above her ass cheek. "That's...perfect...." she said quietly, letting her body go limp under his touch. She sighed when he ran his hands over her tight ass a few times and then moaned again when he slid lower to her thigh.<br/><br/>"Aaahhh...yeah....", she moaned, relishing his soft, smooth, sensual touch. "That feels amazing....", she moaned. She continued to moan softly as he worked her thigh, but when his hand slid between her legs she gasped quietly, feeling an intense rush of need and want wash over her, centering at the apex of her thighs. She felt herself yearning for his hands to slide just a little bit further, a little bit closer...to brush against her She felt her body growing wet, and her nipples tightened, but not because of the cold this time. She felt her breath catch in her throat and she felt the ache growing.