They are perfect for her. It could be a curve of form or face or the softness of a look. I feel compelled to comment on how sexy Lisa is wearing a tight sweater. She placed her face against my chest as I kept my hand in her pants, fingers against her sex. She didn’t move away or break the kiss when I moved my hands the first time so I moved them again, more to the front and onto her thighs. We talked about our concerns for each other and about the feelings we were sharing and then Lisa admitted to me that she had never had an orgasm. She continued to smile at me and she kept encouraging me to go in deeper. I squeezed it, with my lips and then started to suckle it. I lightly touched her left nipple with the tip of my tongue and then quickly followed up with the right.
