Misty gave a yelp of delight, and rammed her little pussy hard onto his mouth, holding the back of his head tightly, grinding on his mouth before Deva... could even start licking. He slid a hand under her uplifted ass, clawing at her tight asscheek, his other hand slid up and down her silky-smooth thigh. His sore tongue began moving, sliding in and out of her drenched pussyslit and over her stiff clit… so much like he’d just done for his mother.“Oooooohhh, Jesus…. oooohh, Shit…. aaaaaahhh,” Misty. She might not be as nice about it as I was. After all, weren't you supposed to be my teacher? I thought that's what being a virgin when you married was all about.Someday, when your extraordinary good looks begin to fade, you better have something to sustain you because you are going to run out of women to support you. When your sexual prowess fails, or your promiscuity results in an illness that can't be treated by a few shots, you better have something to live for, because that mirror will. He’s not a Martian crater.”“Oh, there’s a crater called Eddie, is there? I found that Belgian singer, too. Eddy Wallie.”“I didn’t know you kept track.”“Well, I do. Anyway, I’ll be in at around midnight, so don’t wait up.”“I won’t. Listen, sweetheart, there’s nobody home. Kate is on assignment and Melody is spending the night at her mother’s place and she’s got Edwin with her.”“So you’re home alone?”“Yes.”“Then I’m definitely coming over.”I sighed.“That joke is wearing rather thin, Kelly. I’m. ." Can you think of a better time?"'Fuck!' I thought. 'She's using logic. I hate it when she does that!' I was forced to admit she was right.There were a lot of things I could have said but wasn't about to. I could have told her the truth that I'd been fantasizing about Veranda but I knew that wasn't going to help me. I could also have told her that the very idea she was suggesting I found both erotic and arousing. How does this sound? 'Sure honey, I'd love to have you tie me to the bed and.