Felicity opened the door to me and kissed me on the cheek and gave me a little warm hug, our breasts touched! She really was a stunner and seemed to ...ave such a gorgeous body, probably Id say C cup breasts, this tiny waist and great arse! How she had kept such a figure after kids I could only marvel. She was wearing a tight fitting red sequin very low cut dress that finished mid thighs, and the highest pair of red stiletto sandals. She stood a good few inches taller than me. I felt a slight. My mind went white. There was no sound. There was no sight. There was only the single sensation of bliss. Feeling Tasha’s body molding into mine. My arms wrapped around her. Simply. It was perfect.I felt Tasha breathing deeply, her small, firm breasts crushed against my chest, as the world began to dim around me. When I heard one last whisper. “You are both beautiful together” from my right. And I knew no more.The next week brought news on both fronts of our dilemma. In a series of brutal, and. Ain't no reason for lying," I said. "I got to go now. Thank you for the quarter." He got to his feet, so slow about it I knew he didn't want to believe he had already used up his payment. "But you . . . you're not . . . you've done It before, I know you weren't . . ." "It wasn't ever as nice as this," I told him sincerely. "Papa always has to get hisself dog-drunk first." I wrinkled my nose. "I hate the smell of liquor. I just hate it." "Good God!" he said, stopping in putting on his. I began to think about a fantasy of mine since he was so sweet after the sexual encounter where I was flat down on my belly and he reached around with his left arm to kind of pin my arms and cuddle my tits while he covered my mouth with his other hand. It was hot and he apologized a couple of days after for feeling like it got out of hand. However, I had a couple of days to think about it and I enjoyed the tenseness of feeling totally helpless and being able to concentrate only on my sexual.