Once we were next to the bed, she worked her thong off and held it up for a moment before dropping it, giving me a sly smile. I reached for the hem o... my shirt, slipping it over my head as I felt her hands working on my belt. She was down on her knees working my pants off. She slipped my pants down with my boxers in one swift movement. I stepped out of them along with my shoes. She picked up the whole pile and just tossed it aside. She dipped her head down and skillfully wrapped her lips. Here I am, in my neighbors house with her watching me. I wasn’t a shy person but this was so out of character for me. My face turned a slight shade of red. I quickly pulled my hand out of my panties and looked her with a stupid, frustrated look. “Oh, lover, you saved my life, thank you so much, I don’t recall my husband or any of the other models that ever made me cum like that. I think that you will do very well in the modeling world.” I didn’t get the meaning of what she just said and smiled. After posing for me for some photos, she doesn't wait for the gift. She calls me in the back room naked with just heels. The perfect timing as I pull out the mega vibrator on steroids, the wand. Most men hate their woman's toys, but fail to realize it's not a replacement. In fact, enjoying them with the woman makes them more uninhibited and less self conscious (a message to insecure cake niggas of all races lol). After the different rhythms and speeds, me controlling WHEN I WANT HER TO ORGASM,. " We got ID's, wanna see?" Kristy said cheerfully."Yeah, lemme see," Sue Ann said.Heather fished around in her little purse and found her ID, and held it out for Sue Ann's inspection."Nineteen?" Sue Ann said skeptically. "No way." Well," Heather said, relenting somewhat. "I'm really seventeen, but the ID is good enough to get me served in most places here." Me too," Kristy said, volunteering her true age. "But I lost my damn ID first night in town." She got sick, probably puked it down the.