"Do you want to?" Yes," she blurted before she could think, her body speaking for her."O-oh," she grinned, eyebrows lifting, "good," Veronica winked. ...You're gonna enjoy Ty, I just know it." She leaned in and kissed Linda on the cheek. "I gotta pee," she snickered. Linda went into a stall as well, relieving the pressure of her bladder, wondering if it really would go as far as the other woman had said. Wondering if she wanted it to. Wondering if she would stop it. Wondering what it will be. Was their love strong enough to survive this gigantic pot-hole in the road? She needed to test it. The flowers that arrived were a bouquet of all colors mixed together. The card read, ‘Our life together was colorful once. I know it can be again.’ She went hunting for her own flowers to deliver in return. She showed up at the door to his house unannounced. She wanted to see his life in action without her. She wanted to throw him a curve ball. She knocked and couldn’t help but smiling when she. His patient, loving working of her nipples continued even as she shifted, moving to lie on her side, facing him. Piper shuddered, gave a slight cry as he lightly pinched a swollen nub, leaned down and began to tease it with the tip of his tongue. She felt her labia swell, sensed her dew on them, felt her clitoris ease out from under its hood, hard now, expectant.Her hand moved from his balls to his cock. She slid her hand over it, up and down, thumbing its swollen head at the top of each. While she had a great store of information from him as she had provided him, she really felt that she did not know him even as she felt that she knew him very well. On the other hand, she had shared pictures with him; whether from his incompetence with the machine and distaste for pictures of himself as he claimed or because he had two heads, no teeth or mountainous warts or other physical afflictions, he never had reciprocated. What she knew of him was generally what most people said of.