He certainly doesn't sound like a one-night-stand merchant or the casual sex from time to time type. He isdefinitely interested in you, even in love ...erhaps. It does happen likethat to some people, a casual encounter leading to something permanentand beautiful. I must read your chat sessions and try to get some tipsabout your prose and conversation style," she grinned, "It probably hassomething to do with the fishing trips your father took you on, youlearned how to reel them in." Want me to. Max’s reward for his effort seemed to be solely whatever culinary bounty he obtained from lapping at my lubricating secretions. His enjoyment was nowhere near the level of mine, which disheartened me a little.That all changed one night. I was fifteen, a freshman. I had blossomed into an attractive adolescent. My breasts were apple-sized. My ass was nicely rounded and firm. My body was pushing out into some pleasingly proportionate curves with just the right amount muscular tone. I had the face. My daughter has kept the same group of friends all the way through school and we have seen them all grow into teenagers. One boy in particular "simon" is very friendly with our daughter and is always textin her and round most evenings. One day at work I thought I would suprise my husband when he came home from work, so when I got home I quickly jumped in the shower,made sure my pussy was trimmed and put some leggings and a tight jumper on with nothing underneath. I came down stairs and walked. ....stimulusoverload!!! As she held it, it looked really tiny and fragile. The fabricshimmered, creating a festive mood about it.As she pulled it up and snapped the top in back I felt like I was wearing aglove over my body. It felt warm to me, but it was probably my own bodyheat....heaven knows I was hot....in every sense of the word."Okay! And that does it!" Said Kara as she zipped the final small open areain back of the dress up to the snap. I was now imprisoned......and I wasbeyond.