I pulled off her white t-shirt and then lowered her arms just long enough to remove her bra, dropping both items of clothing to the ground beside her before returning her hands to the top of her head—leaving her standing before me wearing only her sandals and panties. And each one jerking her loins against mine. Indian sex C-c-cold!” she gasped between chattering teeth. When I touched the icy tip to the depression in her collarbone she gasped. And when I gave her a sudden open-handed swat on her already tender behind, now protected only by the thin fabric of her panties, she cried out before she could stop herself. She must have been determined to stay silent because, aside from an inadvertent grunt after each blow—Unh!”—she made no sound. I walked around her a few times admiring them, much to her embarrassment—which only increased, I’m
