Daphne Vance

over your abdomen. Your hands rise up and caress the curves of her waist through the cotton blouse, then journey under her skirt to feel the smooth thighs beneath. The kiss suddenly stops. You open your eyes and stare. Her eyes are blazing green with animal intensity and you can feel your own instincts stirring in your pants. She lowers herself while looking into your eyes and you feel her nipples brush against your chest. Your skin tingles and your hands move further up her thighs. She smiles, taking your wrists and traps them under her knees. Ah, you think, and smile back in anticipation. You can only watch as she raises up onto her knees, enthralled by the sight of her, her flame red hair shimmering in the warm sunlight. She seductively pulls her top over her head exposing the