Marsha leaned in to kiss her lips. The kiss was slow and tender. Amy caught her breath, amazed by the gentleness. Moaning with pleasure, she leant bac... against the cold metal, willingly becoming Marsha’s toy. Marsha’s lips made contact with the soft skin at the nape of Amy’s neck. Tiny kisses danced upon the sensitive flesh, soft as falling rose petals. Amy shuddered, her body heating up, her sex throbbing deliciously. As nimble fingers unbuttoned her blouse and peeled it back, her breasts. I woke fully when I noticed we were only a few miles from home. Jennifer was pointing out turns to Jill and soon we pulled into the drive. I only took three tries to find the right rock hiding a spare house key.The house was achingly quiet, and everywhere I looked were things that reminded me of my loss. The girls fixed some lunch while I called Father's solicitor, telling him I was here. He said he'd be here in an hour. After lunch, I showed the girls to a guest room and put my bag in my. He isn’t what I would call morbidly obese, but he probably needs to lose at least 50 or 60 pounds to be at a healthy weight. He isn’t particularly handsome either, but he must have a good job and income to have access to the trails in our community. The other man and I must have had similar schedules, because I saw him out there almost every evening. He was always huffing, puffing and working hard to keep moving as fast as he could. Then one night I stopped and sat on a bench to rest and enjoy. She really was beautiful. “I love your kisses,” Emma murmured in Nick’s ear then gently bit his lobe. He was completely taken a back and moved to look at her gorgeous face. She smiled and he couldn’t help but smile back. “I want you, Emma,” he said before gently kissing her forehead. “I want you too,” she whispered. It was all the confirmation he needed. Nick took her hand and led her to the table where he told her to get her things and go say bye to her friends. She came back to him five.