You feel my left hand take your right hand and slowly bring it towards my face. I turn it over, examining, it as if it was the first time I had ever s...en such a thing. After opening up your fingers, I bring them close to my mouth. Delicately, I kiss the palm of your hand, and them move my lips to the tips of each finger.I replace your hand gently in your lap and run my fingertips up you right arm to your shoulder. My hand makes its way over your shoulder to the base of your neck. I flatten my. Pre-cum was already flowing out of the tip of my cock, I slowly took off her thong and rubbed it up and down her asscrack. "Mmmmh..." she moaned, looking back at me and smiling. "I've been fantasizing about this for a while, you know."I didn't say anything. I was enjoying every second of what was happening. I grabbed her ass with both my hands and slid my cock between her fat ass cheeks, she squeezed them hard, clamping her ass cheeks around my cock, I almost came right then there, it was so. She smiled at the memory of cooking pot roast for her father the night before, the way he’d smacked his lips and ate three helpings, the way he kept saying he’d have to kiss the cook. Mom had thought it cute, too. She got out the butter, salt and pepper, then opened the cabinet to look for the small frying pan. Mom kept the pots and pans below the counter, so she had to stoop over and almost stick her head in up to the shoulders in order to root around inside. She heard the creak of floorboards. Get a handle on the cultural differences between the two countries; maybe concentrate on the Civil Rights struggle over the recent decades in America so you understand how difficult things have been for him to get where he is today. I can see if I can pick up some decent books for you this week in the second hand bookshop at Uni.”“Yeah, well, I guess so,” she said, sounding reluctant. “I’m not much of a reader; that sounds like stuff I could have studied at school.”“But you are doing it for.