Her dark, straight hair was laying gently off of her shoulders. She was wearing a black leather jacket that was all the way unzipped, revealing a skin...tight red shirt underneath. As always, Victoria’s makeup was perfect and drawing attention to all of her enticing features, especially her seductive eyes and kissable lips. I couldn’t believe I was actually in her live chat.As I sat there watching her chat with her fans, I would focus on how her lips and tongue would move as she pronounced words,. I knew I was never going to forget this, either. I wasn't sure if maybe I should be doing something, or saying something, but I didn't want to risk spoiling the moment.I shouldn't have worried; Aunt Sandy was in complete control. When she finished with my legs she spun me around, facing her. She stood up, her naked body just inches from mine. I couldn't help staring, taking in all that firm flesh. Was I really going to touch it? Was my cock really going to be buried in her pussy?She read my. With her legs apart like that he wonders what she is reading. Is it arousing her? She sips her drink. She uncrosses her legs and stretches them out. While sipping her drink, her left hand caresses her stomach. She placed the drink and book on the table. As her left hand rests on her stomach, her right hand covers her left tit. EARLIER TODAYBetsy finished her second cup of coffee while packing for her trip to the Atlanta conference. “Three days of boredom” was buzzing through her head. The. I thought you Brits were famous for keeping a stiff upper lip in the face of adversity?”At that crack, no one could maintain a straight face any longer, and they all howled with laughter.“You were serious about the starvation remark, weren’t you, Ali?” Marion asked. “I could see a change in your expression.”“Mom, let me tell you about Bill Clifford and me. On the morning I met him, I was literally starving to death. I think I weighed less than 100 pounds and had to pin my skirt to keep it from.