A moment passed before she spoke."It likes me?" she asked, her voice sounding tiny and insecure as she tried to wrap her mind around the idea that fab...ic might have an opinion about its wearer.Jeff nodded."It won't eat me?" she asked, sounding the same; maybe a little louder and less terrified."No, it won't eat you, Goddess," Jeff was laughing out loud, now. He hugged her, laughing. This amazing, indestructible goddess could be terrified of things unknown, just like everyone else.Béla gently. After finishing her entrée Camilla went off to a quiet corner to speak privately. ‘What do you think,’ asked Rachel, a butch-looking blonde with short-cropped hair and poorly maintained teeth. ‘She’s not the glamour puss I expected.’ ‘She has the reputation of being a super-bitch who brushes off men like confetti after she’s got what she wants — at least that’s what the gossip is. I think she’s okay but was surprised she should be promoted straight into the editorship. The New York office says. But she was right! I was indeed worried about her virtue. But, now, it was also because I feared if I had started to want this forbidden encounter with her.I very carefully got hold of the edge of the shiny material. I guided it aside to be immediately greeted by the sight of my mother’s beautiful clean-shaven pussy.“Damn!” I could not help but acknowledge the fact that my mom had an irresistible treasure hidden underneath her clothes. Her pussy lips were perfectly enticing.Very soon, my mother. As I sipped my drink I crossed and uncrossed my legs a few times while keeping a watch for any interest. Did I imagine it or did the guy nearest me follow my leg with his eyes as I recrossed them that last time. I couldn't be sure so I uncrossed them again watching carefully. Yes, I was sure he was looking. I had finished my drink and feeling really horny I got up to leave, planning on going home for that wank. I left the pub and as I reached my car the good looking guy who I was sure had been.