I wanted him to suck that cherry and the rest of the whipped cream off my clit and make sure all of it was gone. Every last bit of it, and then some. ...e pulled his face away from between my legs, stood up, and gave me a devious look. He ripped my skirt off, pulled my shirt up over my armpits, and grabbed a squeeze bottle of chocolate syrup. He covered my mouth with one hand while he drizzled a sweet, sticky trail from my pubic bone up my belly to each of my breasts, making sure to leave a. She was involved in many worth while activities. Looked to be very active in women’s causes. Glancing down he was 6’0′ in his fifties. Silver hair, green eyes. No children. He was a CEO in a banking family. In good health with very little else mentioned. Sitting their file down I closed my eyes trying to chase away this head ache coming on. Rubbing my temples I seemed to relax enough that I allowed my mind to wonder. My mind returned to after Nathan’s session. I was so very moved by the whole. That was the last thing on my mind. She made a major error in judgement and she was lucky to get off lightly. So he had his cock stuck in her crack but that wouldn't have been the first time. As far as I was concerned she had learned her lesson and then again she might not have. It was her ball game."That's what we guys are meant for — rescuing damsels in distress. Hey, forget it. This tea is awesome. Thanks a bunch."That took her by surprise. I could see that my reaction, or rather, my lack of. . was this...?"Lisa, I love you. I want to keep you with me for the rest of my life,"she said. She produced a box the same size as the one that Edward hadoffered me a couple of hours ago. She opened it to show me a ring bearinga diamond large enough to make me catch my breath. "Will you marry me?"I started to cry again. I had felt just too many emotions today, and theyall overflowed. I never expected this, wasn't quite sure I could believeit, wondered if I was in some sort of waking dream, but.