“Do you trust me………….!” He repeated and I sipped a glass of ice cold champagne that he had brought into the bathroom a few moments after I had stepped out of the shower. Soft hands were now rubbing my shoulder and tummy, the hand on my tummy easing lower to the waistband of my soft leather thong. Hot xxx I giggled softly as it touched my tummy and I felt my nipples start to stiffen once again as the rose made its way up from my tummy first into the valley between my big soft breasts, circling each nipple in turn, without touching the nipple itself, but instead just playing on the areola before sliding over the flesh to repeat the motion on the other. ‘Trust me!’ His words came back into my mind but still froze when I felt it and stood
