I asked her about that she tried to avoid replying but when I insist she said, “this is sign of love” you will not understand. I replied ohh ho it... mean last night you didn’t slept also. She hesitantly replied yes. I pass some more comments and said show me more sign of love and so on. In this way we started to discuss about our personal life also. In next few days we came to close that I was intentionally touching her body by al means and she never object on this. Now we talk over the phone. He was amazed at his luck when he wedged his way through the crowd, grabbed a vacated stool at the bar and ordered a PBR. By the third, he knew he should have gone to Houston. ‘Sweet Home Alabama’ blared from the speakers, accompanied by a chorus of drunken soldiers as he headed for the door. The night air was much better than the close confines of the bar. He was thinking he’d ride awhile when, abruptly, he headed for the tattoo parlor. A wind chime jingled as he opened the screen door and he. It said that the k**s were to be picked up by their aunt that day. Which meant I would have the house to myself. I got my phone and called my friend Amber. ‘Hello’ she said ‘Amber, listen I am at my neighbors house and I have the house to myself you have to come over.’ ‘Umm,Ok I’ll be right over.’ ‘Great.Bye’ ‘Bye’ Amber was at the house within minutes and I told her to come upstairs,because just before she arrived I had found an adult tape and wanted to watch it with her.We both sat on the bed. Meanwhile, she was still up on her knees, so I began to explore her pussy with my tongue, up and down, finding that magical hole and pushing my tongue in as far as I could go. By now my finger was in her ass as far as it could go, and she was moaning loudly, pushing back in a rhythm that I was matching. She was going faster and faster, and suddenly her whole body seemed to shudder and some fluid came out onto my tongue. It tasted and smelled like nothing I had ever experienced before, and I.