Well, except for the tongue on the lips. That’s pretty rare. Anyway, this morning it was different somehow. Tender and sweet, like a lover’s soft ...mbrace. I sat there just looking through him, reliving that brief contact in my head. ‘Are you okay Julie?’ He kept staring at me. ‘Huh?’ ‘Where’d you go?’ ‘Oh, sorry. I was just remembering. That was so long ago.’ I could feel my face get hot. There was something new in his look. ‘Why are you looking at me like that?’ He smiled and averted his gaze.. My lips are now on her chest jewelry, and I tug on them gently with my teeth, eliciting a moan from her that sends shivers down my spine.A small voice in the back of my mind warns that this is a succubus, not a nubile woman that my body is crying out for; a demon being that devours their prey through acts of sex.So the fuck what! A louder voice shouts in my head, and I’m only slightly surprised by the swear word, never having been one to use such language. This woman is hot, horny, and she. Kelly thought maybe he thought he was going to call her bluff and announce she wasn’t wearing a garter.Every time Kelly had visited the ladies’ room that night, she hiked her garters right up into the creases between leg and torso. She didn’t have a plan for Mark, but she had a plan for her pussy. Just then he found one of her garters and inadvertently slipped the tips of several fingers into her dripping wet, steaming hot pussy. Mark yanked his hand back. Kelly waited. He eventually moved it. Please leave me alone.'Then I wrote 'I'll let you do more' and it took a while for her to answer, but when she did it said 'What?''Anything you want' I wrote.'No. Please don't do this. Please leave me alone.''I'll let you eat my pussy.''No!''I taste really good.''No. Please. I'm married.''Where is your husband right now?''They're all asleep. Please leave me alone and delete my number. Please!''Send me a pic of you naked.''No! Please. I made a mistake. I'm sorry. I don't want to do this. Please.