It gave my shoulder a quick massage, then swept my hair aside, massaging my neck for a while. I felt lips making wet lushes kisses along my neck. As t...e hand slides the strap of my nighty off my shoulder revealing one of my breasts. Slowly the hand reached down and caresses my breast, kneading it gently, adding pressure to my nipples. God it felt so good. I pressed my back closer to the body, snuggling my but to his crotch and feeling his growing erection. I turned my head over my shoulders so. My husband is about to pass out now so I tell him we need to go home. He agrees and says he needs to go to the bathroom before we leave. Marcell asks where I live and I give him the address he says he will be wait about 30 minutes then be over. I tell him I am looking forward to it and give him a kiss. As I drive home I keep thinking about what is about to happen and get real excited. Soon as we get home I get my husband in the bed and wait for Marcell to get there. After what seems like. "Is he the father of your other children?" Yes," she said nodding her head as she answered."Lynn. Are you Dexter's real mother?"Lynn looked a little surprised by the question."Yes, I am his mother." I'm just getting all the facts straight. Lynn, look at me honey. Wereyou taken away on your wedding night?" she asked."Yes," she said softly."Those arrogant bastards," Sarah hissed, then quickly softened hertone. "It's ok honey," Sarah said softly holding her hands now fromacross the table."Was it. I wonder what's got her tits in a tempest, he thought with a grin.Suddenly, she glared right at him. Norman swallowed hard when she approached him. As she came closer, his instinct was to drop his gaze, but he forced himself to keep eye contact and see how this played out. After all, he'd never seen this woman before in his life, what could she possibly want with him?She walked right up him and stopped. She stood there with her face less than two inches from his."Hi," Norman said, "do I know.