“Or maybe we could have just settled foreating out right here. As a matter of fact, I’d like to eat you out, honey. That’d beeven better than th... spaghetti.”“Ooooooh, Jerry!” she giggled.“You . . . you’re just awful . . . you get me so flustered I just don’t know what to do!”She flipped her long blonde hair back with her fingertips and glared at Jerry but thecorners of her mouth started to turn up in a flattered grin. “Didn’t you have enough ofthat before dinner?” she pouted. “Sometimes I feel. [/image]I decided to surprise Platinum Mami with a shopping spree before heading to NY for her to be a bridesmaid in her cousin's wedding. She is very close with her cousins, and her cousin's diva bridezilla behavior has been causing major rifts which is a downer for her anytime she sees them fight. So I said "fuck it" and pulled $56k and told her get dressed for an outing. You need sun and a shopping spree. We hit up the Galleria and let her lose her mind like when taking the k**s to the. Umh...the Custer Shoot...and suddenly I missed David. That set me off. I sobbed. The father of Beck’s sweat-shirted student commiserated, responding with a hug. I soaked his shirt.That resulted in apologies. The apologies led to a suggestion. The suggestion soon led to the idea that maybe sex would help. We had an executive suite at the Boxer; two big bedrooms with a fancy living/dining area between. It was less than four blocks but we took separate vehicles. Beck and I took a taxi and. Her breasts against the palms of his hands. Her hair teasing his skin as she moved.Unlike anything he had known in his short life.She smiled slightly, feeling him close."I thought you would be on your way by this time," Sasha said, turning towards the uniformed figure."Not quite." Are you satisfied with your orders Nathan?" Yes and no," he said simply.Her stocking clad legs whispered slightly as she came away from the window to the desk that dominated the office. The heels of her pumps made.