His mouth once more on her neck, kissing, licking, nipping, pushing her more with his play, her whimpering moans just encouraging him more, he wanted her ready for him, needed her as ready for him as he was her. xxx 18 She waits, standing on the balcony looking out at the view of the mountains in which she lives, the negligee she wore, thin almost sheer white silk, open on both sides, held together by beaded strands that left her sides and legs completely bare even the sides of her full breasts exposed, the same beading being the only thing keeping it on her body over her shoulders, fluttered in the light breeze coming from the lake below. Letting go of her hair, his hand moves down the center of her back, his touch feather light,
