She could look down on the city–and see there the naked ambition, all the fear and anxiety, the rush and the mayhem. One car, after another, one off...ce, after another. In this park, here in her ‘happy place,’ she felt none of it. Down in the city, she knew, was her real life and her future, and the place where she felt most alive, where she felt vital. But up here on Meredian Hill she felt herself an old soul, secure, with a place in the universe all her own, completely comfortable in her skin.. Colleen's bedroom was bathed in soft light, which was filtered through a red scarf she'd thrown across the lampshade. It was a perfectly feminine space. You might say, girly but in no way childish. Her furniture all matched and was of an eggshell tone, offsetting the light blue walls and white ceiling. She took care of her personal space. It not only reflected her personality, but it looked like she went to great pains to make it as inviting as it was comfortable.Waiting for me, draped across. Then I slowly went down to her pussy, it wasn’t shaved. I started kissing around her pussy but didn’t go in. I was massaging her pussy mound and when she was least expecting, I entered my tongue into her pussy and she jumped for a moment. She asked, “What are you doing?!” and I asked her if she had never done it. She said that her husband never licked her in the pussy and she wasn’t even aware of oral sex! I asked her lay down and enjoy the tongue fuck.For the next 10 minutes, the room was. That you're already carrying some morning wood. So all I know is if you touch me again like you kept doing all of last night my body will respond to it and take over, and I won't be able to stop myself from doing something about it. You already know that I can't help myself once you begin to touch me and we'll have to finish what you start or else I'll go crazy."But if we do, do something before the morning is out I mean, either mine will fall out of me when you mount me because of how raw,.