Jan spoke to the mirror. "No, it's okay. He can stay if he wants." All right. But I need for you to concentrate forward, on the camera please."Jan nod...ed, but not without taking one last glance at Gian. He was, although the description is trite, tall, dark and handsome, a younger version of his suave father.Alonzo took control, directing Jan in various demure poses, even reminding her to keep her knees together as she swiveled to different angles. Then he had her stand up and raise her skirt. It feels good, though.”“I’m glad. I wonder if I could get it to fit better with a little more lubrication, a few gentle tongue nudges…” I was half kidding, of course. There was nothing in the lubrication field I could do, absent a can of WD-40, which she didn’t already have covered.I did move around and push a pillow beneath her bottom so that I could more easily bring my mouth to her beautiful sex, however, and then I teased and tantalized and nibbled and toyed with her clit and her golden. As the train had left Manchester Victoria he glanced at the woman again and imagined describing her to his wife Margaret, starting out with the way she was dressed. Take the leopard print blouse, he would say to Margaret, could it be more tacky? When had those got back in fashion? And what about her nails? So long and bright red, what was that good for? Margaret would shake her head and agree with him. Thirty years of marriage and they were still on the same page about almost everything.The. Sensitized by the words and by her own fingers gentle stroking, she was more than ready to find release. Checking the time made up Michelles mind for her, she would write just enough to have a good place to pick up from, then she would come back to her account after she finished. Fun thought- that- but she did have the best of intentions. She was just too heated to wait. Focused on his last lines, she could hear his voice in her head, Now, little girl, I am going to bed. You have your.