“What did you need these cotton balls for?” Aly asked.“He, I mean, she needs to remove her nail polish and she didn’t have any,” said the sa...es clerk.Aly turned and looked at me straight in the eyes and then looked down my body to my toes and back up again before smiling at me.“Well, she doesn’t need to buy these cotton balls and polish remover. I’ll be more than happy to take her back in the back and remove it myself for free.” Aly said will a shit-eating grin on her face.Then she turned to. I relish your kisses, Sir, the soft touch of your moist lips brushing against mine, the taste of you, I wait for your saliva to flow into my mouth, I time my breathing so that I can inhale as you exhale, all in an effort to absorb you, absorb your essence, to combine it with my own. I feel the play of your fingertips against the small of my back and I tremble with desire for you, my skin covered with goose bumps.To my disappointment, you end our kiss. Your hand skims over my torso and seems to. How long I lay there was a mystery but I came to my senses to realise all was dark and quiet. I rolled back over and looked through the spyhole but there was nothing to be seen as there were no lights illuminating the room below although I thought I could hear DeMario snoring. I was trying to fathom out what time of night it might be when I was jolted into awareness by a stage whisper coming from the direction of the stairwell. “Gordon ... Gordon, are you awake; what are you doing? Come on. That does include not screwing around behind my mom's back again, understand?"I nodded again and relished having her massage I had too. She gave more eye contact then than all of the time in our step-father/daughter relationship. I just licked and sucked on her nipples slowly, but surely to make her feel wonderful.Judging by how she was jiggling around and attacking me with her breath, I had her hooked as well. So, it seemed that we were both screwed up and made for each other somewhat. She.