After studying his techniques and some basic anatomy and shoddy surgery, I figure that I can make my own creation. But I won't make some guy to lumber...around and accidentally murder people. No, with some lab equipment, a few body parts snuck out of morgues, graves, and tombs (and maybe some more 'aggressive' means) and a whole lot of thread, I can make the sexiest, hottest, horniest woman man ever made. So come up to the lab, and see what's on the. At first lightly and then harder, she rubbed Carol's clitoris in a circular motion, every once in while sliding a finger into her pussy. I found myself becoming quite aroused and puzzled. I walked back outside and decided to make a loud entrance so the girls would hear me coming into the house. I waited about five minutes after making lots of noise with my car. When I came in the door I was greeted by a "Hi Mom!" from downstairs. I slowly walked down the stairs and smelled the aroma that only a. His hands glide my jeans down my legs, and I lift my hips to allow him to slip them off completely. My lacy white underwear draws his lustful gaze from mine, and I shudder as he licks his lips. But his hands don’t go to where I want them most. Instead, he starts massaging my feet and calves, following with wet, sensual kisses. I sigh as he makes his way up my leg, whimpering as he gets up to the top of my thighs. His breath ghosts over mound before he pulls away to give my other leg the same. Would she want to have an affair? If so, would she want Greg? He shrugged and stood up. The questions didn’t matter. He’d never have the nerve to make a move on her. He’d been up here chasing his thoughts in circles for 15 minutes, time enough for Valerie to have recovered. He left the room and went back downstairs, determined that he would steer their conversation to sex this time and hope he’d get up the nerve to seduce her. The den was still empty, and the doors to Valerie’s bedroom were.