She took her time. On the stage was a jumble of heavy wooden chairs and silver music stands. Porn sex She felt his hands take hold of her hips, felt him pressing himself to her, his hardness nestling between her buttocks. She even had sandals that matched. She slipped out of her bra and panties and added them to the pile. As the day grew closer even the game of Tag dwindled and fell away. The brassiere was perhaps a little tight but she decided she liked that, liked the slight pressure on her nipples. Surrounding the lectern in a semicircle on the other side were several rows of folding metal chairs. Is that weird?”
She shook her head, and replied “Uh-uh.” Then, wanting to reassure him, added, “I…I love having you look at me like this,” and saw him smile. He went and picked up her dress, which he folded and placed over the back of the chair. She, on the other hand, naked and already breathing hard, had to jump down from the window-seat, grab her underwear and run through the house unlocking doors, switching on lights and appliances. Then, after he had made a quick clean-up of the stage, they left the Band Room: she walking ahead, he following and holding the back of her dress away from her behind, like a
