"We sure do. How much more money do you plan to spendon girly clothes?" I don't know. How much more money do you plan tospend on butt-ugly clothes?"Yo... seem to forget that what I'm wearing isacceptable for me to wear. It is not acceptable foryou to wear a dress and high heels." It's not that I forget, it's that I don't care.Forget the clothes. You haven't liked anything I do inyears. If I don't do it the way you would have doneit, I've done it wrong. You roll your eyes when Italk." How do you. Before she could finish a long growl, there was a knock at her door. "Damn !" as she slid the thick dildo out of her dripping pussy. Almost to the point of no return, she decided to answer the door anyway. As she opens the door she sees this well built man with his short jogging suit on, looking at her. "Hi ! he says, I'm here to work on the problem you are having with your PC". She could see his eyes giving her the twice over, from her wet tee shirt to her short, hiked up pants, with her pussy. I had always admired this guy.He had always been nice to me even though he was much older. He asked me in to wait, and I followed him up to his room.He told me he'd been jerking off when the doorbell rang and really wanted to finish what he'd been doing when I interrupted him. I said I would go downstairs and wait but I guess he decided to take a chance. He told me I could watch him if I wanted. I was curiously interested in that. I took him up on his offer.So he stood up and dropped the towel. "That was unbelievable."As if in agreement, Cadbury nuzzled against her shaking legs and then rested his chin on her stomach, waiting for a command or something to tell him what to do. They had been lovers now for some time and on many occasions, he had brought her to a shuddering climax with his tongue, but this had been very different in the intensity of her reaction. It confused him a little, but at the same time, struck a base chord in his own instinctive responses.As she calmed down, her.