LLP-108 The Underground Model by Jean Sifton ... - OpenDrive

you move, it's really sexy ... really exciting to watch." She moved closer to the trembling, outstretched
girl, whispering, "Now I'm going to begin the examination, my dear. Please don't be offended by what I
do, will you? It's in both our interests, I assure you ... and strictly professional." She hesitated for a
moment, then added, "Try to think of me as your doctor, and it might be easier for you to relax."
Patricia rested her cheek on her folded arms, closing her eyes languidly, presenting the slowly stooping
Ellen with a magnificent view of her buttocks ... firmly rounded, their texture white and smooth ... and
with a side view of her right breast, dipping into the cushion and half-squashed on the small bolster.
Ellen softly placed her hands on Patricia's shoulders then sat down on the edge of the couch. She began
to massage and caress the taut muscles beneath the shoulder blades, her fingers rolling firmly into the
rounded flesh, then moved down the girl's back, massaging slowly and with a thrillingly sensuous touch
the wonderful silky-smoothness of Patricia's bare body.
Ellen's hands pressed at the girl's spine, then stole gradually over the raised buttocks, bending the cheeks
first downwards, then apart ... her face now so close to the tiny elastic ring of Patricia's anus that Ellen's
breath whistled softly down on her girlish hemispheres.
Ellen continued to roll the yielding mounds from side to side, taking large handfuls of flesh between her
fingers and releasing them, then gathering up another portion of the yielding skin and repeating the same
manipulations. Patricia's buttocks began to glow an attractive pink under the exciting pressure ... and
Ellen's heart beat faster and faster as her eyes grew bright with desire. Her fingers parted the globular
white mounds slightly apart, enough for her to get a good glimpse at the tiny, tight anus which kept
appearing between them. Her hands moved down a little so that she could lift Patricia's buttocks higher
towards her, giving her a clear view of the slightly inflamed cuntal opening, now moist and open from her
stimulating touch.
Shyly at first, then with mounting abandon, Patricia began to move her hips up and down in an effort to
relieve the stimulus she was receiving. And when Ellen could see that the younger girl was ready for the
next stage of her "inspection," she gently patted Patricia's buttocks and ordered her to turn over on her
back.
Patricia obeyed, wriggling herself into position and afraid now to open her eyes, fearing the magical,
sensuous spell might be broken. Sighing softly, she raised her arms above her head, making her breasts
swell yearningly upwards, and lay beneath Ellen completely relaxed with her legs gently parted, her bare,
flat tummy emphasizing the silkened cuntal mound of her luscious moist opening.
Ellen knelt by the couch, surveying the unadorned beauty which lay so helplessly before her.
"Now, my dear," she whispered. "It's necessary that I examine some of your most private parts ... Try
not to be embarrassed or offended. I must do this to discover exactly the size and shape of your body."
As she spoke in a low, throaty whisper, Ellen began to fondle at Patricia's hot naked breasts, her fingers
pulling and twisting at the girl's nipples until they stood up high in a pointed peak, reaching full erection.
Leaving one hand on the right breast, she caressed the other down to Patricia's crotch and slid three of
her fingers down into the opening ridges of the girl's cuntal lips, forcing the moist slit to unfold slowly like
a blooming hot house flower.
Feeling the slight wetness of Patricia's cunt, Ellen decided to waste no more time and quickly brought her
trembling lips to the rigid nipple which her index finger and thumb were pulling away from the girl's breast
... gently kissing it on the tip.
Patricia squirmed beneath her with open delight. "Could ... Could you do that again?" Her voice