I felt her acrylic nails dig in while she squeezed and molded my mounds. It caught me off guard. I hadn’t had a lesbian relationship since my move,...and craved a woman’s touch. Goosebumps appeared on my skin, and my nipples hardened, like I needed any reminders of how horny I was. While I froze in shock and desire, her hands wandered down between my legs and her fingers rubbed my outer lips, and a finger rubbed my rosebud. I sighed loudly, like you’d hear in bad porn movies. “You’re so smooth.. I love older women. But no, I’ve never had a mommy porn fetish. Look, Mom, this is totally about my feelings for you. I can’t explain them as well as I’d like at this point. But I assure you, it’s not a fetish at all.”“You don’t have a mommy thing?”“Well, I seem to be developing one. A big one. But there’s only one mom I have a thing for.”Nikki thought for a few moments, then continued.“OK. Question two. This is a little more awkward. But I guess at this point, who cares? Do you remember, after. Was he attracted to me?”“That’s a tough question to answer. I’m surprised you could even ask it, given your thinking on that kind of relationship.”“What? It wouldn’t bother me one way or the other if he was attracted to me. You know my stance on that topic. And it’s based on my personal sexuality, not any kind of moral outrage.”She nodded, “True. Anyway, you’re right. You and Pete could be friends, but not close. He’s just way too straitlaced for you and has a very different world view. And the. She wiped off the blood on his clothes and grabbed the scabbard the knife was in. She put it around her waist and followed after Dorothy. The stairs seemed to go on forever until it opened to a large black room. The walls, floor and ceiling was mad of black marble. It was like glass, you could see your reflection in it. Dorothy was sitting on the top step looking into the room. Leandra got beside her,"Whats the matter." Dorothy pointed at two gobkin guards and behind them there it was. The.