<strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Curlz MT;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br/><br/>I giggled at Emi's words and "accidentally" knocked her other shoulder strap off. "OOPS!" I grinned and covered her other breast with my other hand, then nibbled on her earlobe. I moaned softly as her hands caressed my thighs. This little oriental woman was everything I had ever wanted in a partner, hot, erotic, unashamedly exhibitionist, submissive and passionate. Also, totally unpossessive of me, as I was of her. Not that we had an open relationship or anything so crass, just that on occasions like this we generally share and share alike.<br/><br/>"You know, with you sitting with your legs wide open like that, it's a good job you've got panties on, darling..." I suggested, setting myself up for the next move. "Um... You<em>do</em>have panties on, don't you?"