” “O really, like what?”She finished her glass of wine, picked up the bottle from the carpet and poured herself another. She nodded at me slowl... and I took a big gulp of mine, then another sudden small one, finishing it off.“Good boy,” she said, and refreshed my glass.A new song started playing, something faster, more insistent. “What I like to look at isn’t the point right now,” she said. “What is the point is what I saw of your private world.”I drank wine and wondered what to say.“If ‘8’. We kissed, hungrily, and I slowly kissed my way down her neck, to her breasts, and then down her hard tummy where I discovered a cute little tattoo. I kissed down further and slid her thong aside and slowly and gently ran my tongue in and out of her. I flicked the tip of my tongue over, around, and across Sandy’s clitoris, running little circles around and around it. My fingers massaged her firm breasts, teasing her erect nipples. I could feel her breathing become faster, more irregular, as she. I panicked a bit and turned on the light to see if i was bl@@@d, it wasn't it was clear and thick and stringy. I turn off the light and felt for more and before I knew it I was playing with the wetness oh how good it felt rubbing softly with this smooth silky juice. I moved up to my clit and with each little tickle I would feel a deep twitch from it, I squeezed it and felt it pull back into me as it twitched and gave me a wave of pleasure. I started to go faster and the twitching started to. Sorry." Well, I don't think Angus is much of a Don Juan," Martha said. Then she gave a little laugh. "Not much of a Don Juan at all." Did he do something to upset you?" Weena pursued."No. I think I wish he had. He says he's totally infatuated." He hasn't pushed you into bed?"Martha giggled. "No. He wants me to be sure. And today he just started talking about getting married." That's bad?" I was puzzled."I don't want to make him into an outcast, married to a half-breed." You see it that way? Is.