Blogger: PIGTAILS ROUND ASSES tentatively resumed my gentle caresses, Moira responding eagerly to each kiss, even timidly exploring my lips with her tongue, though her body remained rigid and I could sense, rather than feel that her hands clenching at the fabric of her nightgown. I slowly moved my hands to her throat, unfastening the two buttons which closed her gown at the top, but this only served to increase my frustration, as the opening still barely exposed her collarbones. I dusted those with kisses, before slipping lower to kiss the swell of her breasts through the thin fabric, whilst stroking her nipples with my thumbs; they rose gloriously and whilst Moira remained tensely immobile, I could hear her breath rasp and feel her heart rate and temperature increase. I next placed my mouth over the swell of her right nipple, aggressively sweeping over it with my tongue; my saliva soon soaking the cotton, displaying it even more prominently. As I moved across to repeat the process with her left nipple, Moira gasped, brought her arms up to my head and pressed my face more firmly into her yielding breast; I continued to suckle and a muted "ohhhh...yessss..." escaped from her lips.
