I can hear you all calling me a shallow bitch but to be honest, they were her best features, the ones I fell in love with; that and her liquid brown e...es and razor-sharp intelligence.Finally, my gaze settled between her legs. Her scrap of a skirt had ridden up to expose the front of her thong. My favourite thong as it happens; ivory cotton, thin and textured like an onion skin.With a gentle wriggle, my foot fully parted her thighs to allow my toes access to her. Gently my big toe applied. ”Donny said, “I really missed your coffee when I was gone, Mom. That stuff out in Los Angeles tasted like it had been burnt. It was just horrible.”“I don’t know why. There shouldn’t be any difference in the taste of coffee. It’s probably the same brand out there like it is, here. I perk it just like I have ever since I can remember,” Mrs. Daniels said.“You perk your coffee?” Pepper asked surprised by that little revelation.Mrs. Daniels answered, “Sure.”Having grown up in Los Angeles, Pepper had. Bobby saw me coming and met me halfway grabbing the MP5, checking it for a chambered round and checking the safety and firing position. If it was where I had left it, it was still on single fire. A confident shooter always chose single fire over full auto. Bursts are good sometimes, but you can't carry enough rounds and magazines for full auto.The truck was moving again and I could see the far side rear door open from my perspective. "They're coming out the back door on the far side," I nearly. They were really comfortable, no itching at all. I looked in the mirror and thought they looked quite sexy, then saw that I was getting an erection. That will soon go I thought and quickly put my trousers on and raced off for the bus. On the bus my erection still hadnt gone down and I could feel a wet patch as my cock moved around. I thought 'its a good job I have a small cock so people cant see my sissy cock bulging out of my trousers'. What made me think that? I have never thought of my cock.