Your body says, “Touch me there.” Still, the black silk of your nightie separates us but I can feel the heat of your skin once more as I caress ...ou. I hear your breath quicken as you continue to play with my ear. Your body shudders and you pull me closer still. My free hand caresses your back and I feel your skin above the fabric of your night gown. The strap is loosely hanging off your shoulder and my hand travels down your sides. Skin, fabric, skin. I love your skin. Yet there is a. I opened the door. She grabbed her backpack in a jerking motion and strode to the door. She stopped, took a breath, and faced me as I held the door open. “You assume too much about things you know nothing about,” she said. “And you’re a fucking hypocrite,” and with that she was out the door. I slammed it shut, chugged the rest of my beer, and threw it against the wall as hard as I could. I didn’t bother to clean up the broken glass. The rest of the day, to use a tired. Very cool. Jaimie started night school and began to have morning sickness. But we would work in fucks during the day and night whenever we could. Jaimie knew the rules, at least three times per day she must suck me off. She did. I checked the hidden cam in the preachers house and John was horny and kept trying to make love to his MILF wife Pam each night, but she refused his advances. Leaving him to jack off when he was alone and I caught him sniffing her panties once and jacking off.. "Sophie?"Giggling and panting for breath she said, "Yes?" Thank you, I'm proud of you. When I get home I'll show you how to makea Malissa Sandwich."I grabbed the phone, "Not before you make me a cream pie damnit. I'vebeen waiting."We hung up after a few more minutes and then Sophie and I began moregently passionately making love with each other.We were both worn out resisting the urge to drift off when our roomdoor opened and Momma walked into the main room."Girls are you still here?"Sophie.