. ” “But what?” I asked. “It was more the way he was looking at me. He was good looking, don't get me wrong, but it was how he was looking at ...e. It didn't make me feel like a mom, or PTA member or boring old housewife. It made me feel, I don't know... alive again.” She could tell the story was having an effect on me. My cock twitched as she was talking. “Do you like that?” she asked as she bent down and swirled the head of my cock with her tongue. This was a bit of a tipping point. If I tell. He remembered the first girl, the girl who wouldn't quit crying. She called the knife. She hadn't lasted three days.But a task force was something new and delicious. They couldn't find him, they had nothing on him. Mr. Big Shot Detective couldn't find his ass with a flash light, road map and both hands. He smothered his giggles into his hand.And his partner, whoa, now she was something. All blonde, cool good looks and ice in her veins, sexy as hell in her uniform. He could imagine her strapped. ”“I’m sorry, Reina, I just…this is just uncharted territory for me. I love you so much, and I’d never forgive myself if I hurt you or the baby because of my sexual needs,” he admitted.Reina was quiet for a moment. When she finally spoke, she asked one more time, “Who is the person who texted you, and what are they looking forward to?”“I know how much your back has been hurting. A friend of Gemma’s is training to be a massage therapist with a specialty in pregnancy massage. I arranged for her to. "Where are we going?" I asked her."I don't know..." she said, as we got to the base of the stairs. "I want to take you to my room, but I don't want you to think I'm easy." If your mom's not coming back tonight, we have time," I told her. "We don't have to rush things." Yeah, but I don't want to wait. I've been thinking about you all afternoon - I don't think I can wait anymore."I grabbed her and kissed her again. She smelled fresh and clean. She stepped backward as I pushed forward, stumbling.