After Eric's hard work on the rewrite and editing of the story (even though he wasn't feeling well that day), the story was sent to the lists. Several...readers took some of their precious time from their busy life to gracefully respond with their reviews and comments. As a new author that's still wet behind ears, I'm always grateful and joyful to have others read the story and give helpful feedback, and I gladly to read reviews that saying it's a wonderful story, or even reviews that rip the. "This is only fair," I said. "Given how presumptuous you were with me on the train." "Mmmm. I suppose so, my dear." I crouched down--there was really no way I could kneel, the ground was too rough. I rubbed my hands (both of them) up and down his meat. He reached out and grabbed a handful of tit in each hand. Then he undid those top two buttons and slipped his hands inside my blouse, pinching my hardened nipples through the lacy material of my bra. Meanwhile I kissed the tip of his member, then. You’re sensitive.” Kiki whispered so that her breath cooled the wetness her mouth had left behind and raised another sensation in the pit of Emily’s stomach.“Isn’t everyone?” Emily asked.Kiki shook her head and took Emily’s hand. “Not everyone. In my experience, women with big breasts can often be a lot less sensitive. You I should probably get into bed before I find out just how sensitive you are.”Emily followed Kiki into her bedroom. “How sensitive are you?”“Very.” Kiki guided Emily to the. At around 9 in the night I had a call on my mobile and surprised to hear this lady’s voice. She was asking me why I did not go to see her. I said fine, I had so much work to be done and I will meet tomorrow. But she said I should meet her no matter what time, today. I said ok and I completed 70% of the work by 10:30 and I was about to leave the office. When I got down the steps, I could see this lady standing at her door post waiting for me. I got really surprised and stepped in to her home..