Finally I left off attending to her butt to slide my hand back to her waist. Then, gently gripping her there, I pulled her and rolled my own body so that she was laying on top of me. And her kissing became almost wild with both intensity and movements of her head for different angles as she took full advantage of the freedom this new position offered her. Her hands went to the sides of my face, her fingers rubbing and feeling from my cheeks, over my ears to the back of my head, and then running through my hair.

I, on the other hand, now had full freedom for both my hands. I slid them down to cup both of her butt cheeks, squeezing and kneading those luscious mounds. That she enjoyed my attention to that part of her anatomy was evidenced by an increase in her activity both at lip level and with her fingers moving all over my head. Since I was thoroughly enjoying what she was doing to my head, I just naturally continued doing what I was doing to her butt, with an occasional finger swipe along her crease, of course. That drove her totally wild.

Finally we were both ready to move to a little higher level. I gripped the hem of her gauzy nightgown and began working it up her body. She, for her part, lifted various parts of her body at the appropriate time to assist me in my efforts. And the garment was soon over her head, off her arms, and somewhere on the floor.