"Mother left me to do her bidding. With all the practice I had yesterdaywith changing and recharging any and all types of female finery, I had apretty...good idea of what came first and how to install the pieces on aboyish body. The girdle and the pantyhose helped do some curve formingand mother had laid a set of small breast pads in with the bra sheselected. Slipping into the slip and the skirt and tucking in the shelland stepping into the heels, I was ready to shrug on the lilac cardiganwith. "Sorta," he responded, turning to meet her suspicious gaze with a reassuring smile, "You're mother wanted me to talk to you, actually."Miranda nodded. Saying nothing as she stepped up beside Bob and leaned against the railing. "It's about Aunt Laurna's offer. Isn't it?" her voice seemed distant, her stormy gray eyes focused on something far out to sea.Bob nodded as he turned back to the ocean. "You know, Vivian misses you a lot," he said, tossing a loose stone at the hovering flock of angry. I feel the bottom of it being slowly raised. I feel it cool air on my exposed belly and his tongue drifting and skipping across my abdomen. He places little kisses down the line of muscle on my left side then up the line of muscle on my right side. Oh, god, yes. I think. No. Yes. I know my dryness is going to be an issue. There’s a tube of lubricant in my nightstand. I think it’s in my nightstand. God, it’s five years old. Is it any good? I tense picturing this night crashing to a stop. I try. Your pussy hugs me so nice and tight. I lean in as kiss you as we make love in the morning on our table. I stand back up, with one hand I hold your hip as we fuck each other, my other hand plays with your hard little clit. Lover you look so erotic and sexy laying there on our table in one of my shirts open exposing your breasts as the sway a little as we make love. The pleasure on your face is priceless. We both watch as I rub your clitty and watch my cock slide in and out of your pussy.