You pm’ed me cause I left a message on how sexy you were. You on the other hand had not seen the pictures that my hubby had posted, till I had told ...ou to take a look and that sparked the stiffness in your pants **giggles**I actually hate cybering , only because the guys make me feel dirty and I am so unsure of my body that I am sure they are laughing at my curves , my bulges , my ample breasts – the things that make me – me.I was hungry for you , you have a sexy smile and I am sure you forget. Kissing her neck, then lingering over each of her nipples prior to licking and kissing to her navel, simultaneously running your hand down her open thighs. Kissing her Mons as you move between her legs to kiss her thighs and licking the angles of her groins, sensing the increasing of her ardour as you get that initial odour of her rising passions as her natural pussy juices increasingly flow.I find I experience four distinctly different flavours when I go down and eat pussy. But initially I. “I should!” she said. “Look what the last one did to me!” Her hand went to lay on top of his.Now it was Bobby who got serious.“There is always a second love,” he said. “If you want there to be.”She just stared into his eyes for a while.“I know,” she said. “I can’t imagine it ... but then I couldn’t imagine you either.” She let him kiss her gently, but pushed him back. “Can you be happy if some other man raises our child?”“If you’re happy, that’s what will make me happy,” he said.His face was. “Dinner. Again. You're making me nervous.”“How? I'm just standing here.”“I'm scared that I'm making a fool of myself in front of the coolest girl in town.”Puzzled at that statement, as I was wearing a grungy shamrock t-shirt, I told the tall, handsome man standing in front of me, “I have never been cool.”“You are and have always been amazing. And I just remembered I am working every night this week.”Convenient. So much for dinner. “See you in a year.”He waved his hands in front of his face..