"I'll have to ask you to . . . you know." The senior took a stance so that Nora would need to stand in his best line of sight. "I'm afraid Sigma's a bare bottom house. Nothing else does the job as well."
Ken had lovingly undressed both young women. He'd had them each naked in his arms, their taut, tight muscles straining against his.
Nothing he'd done with them seemed remotely as erotic as Nora's slow, trancelike strip. Her creamy white skirt unhooked gradually. She folded and carefully settled it onto the bed spread.
Ken could have climaxed simply watching her briefs and pantihose flex. The woman had a shamed blush tinging her face and neck as she drew her trim blouse higher.
The pantihose waistband peeled back, showing the welting creases where the elastic had dug in. Nora skinned th
