He just had to see what ear rings would be like, and jumped up, running to his Moms jewelry box. He found a pair that were fairly nice, and dangled a...bit, deciding to use those ones. He looked into the mirror while he carefully put the needle through the hole, nervous that he might poke himself. Biting his lip, he carefully put the stud on. Then he did the other one. They definitely looked nice. That woman in the mirror was definitely HOT. Since his nails didn't already have nail. Like the good boy I want him to be, he waits; reddened, panting, his eyes hooded, his manhood protruding resplendently before him.I step into him, push my body against his, allow my skirt to ride up my legs to reveal my naked shaven pussy, swollen labia and soft welcoming vagina. I slide my wetness across his cock head, feel him pulse against my clitoris, push my lips aside and then travel the length of my soaked pink slit. I wriggle forward; push my pubis into his, feel him perfectly. Why don't we go up to my room for a while? You know, we could catch up on old times."She stood up, and pulled me to my feet too."You don't mind, do you Brenda?" Susie said to the fat girl, who shook her head. The next thing I knew we were on our way to the elevators. Safely inside, I confronted Susie."What gives? What was all that back there with Vicki and Brittany?" I asked."What do you mean?" Susie replied, trying to seem relaxed."I mean we hardly knew each other in high school, and you for. Shyla told me all about my aunty. She was alone. She wanted some company that’s why she called me to stay with her. They all used to masturbate. She loved uncle so much but she was missing someone touch. I felt so sad for my aunt. She was such a loving creature. She used to take care of me very well.Those days I came from college early. The rooms attached bathroom has a window leading to my bedrooms balcony. I used to watch her bathe jerking off seeing that hot body. She used to rub her pussy.