" Oh? Is there owt else I might get ye, Mistress? Some salt, mayhap, or a bit o' vinegar?" Oh, no... i was just recalling my old Granny Esmeralda; ver... often she made us breakfasts like this, when my sisters and I were at her cabin."No, it's just that Granny..." her hand continued to stroke his hairy wrist, gradually slipping further and further up his arm at each stroke. "Well... Granny always added something a bit special to our corn mush." Special?" he echoed, stepping a bit closer, so that. After saying goodbye to her family, she climbed into the car and sat Meeko in his bed on the passenger's side. They drove for 6 hours, only stopping a few times, with her singing the whole way.Picking up her kitten and her purse, she unlocked her new apartment and stepped in. She sat Meeko on the floor, her purse on the counter, and then ran around gleefully, circling through each room. The movers who had followed her were now loading in all of the boxes and furniture. She and Meeko sat in the. I was given a little time to prepare for my role. I was taken to a stylist who cut and added highlights to my hair. I was also quite embarrassed when I was told that I needed to get a total body waxing as I had never displayed my vagina area to anyone except my physician. It was quite painful and uncomfortable as the stylist felt sorry for me and left me only with a strip of hair. Even though I am a t-shirt and sweats type of girl, I was treated to a whole new wardrobe that included sexy. She ran her hand up and down between her crack. “Sit down and buckle up!” I said firmly. “Fine!” she said. She sat down and buckled up. But I could still smell her pussy. She had always been a wet one, and soon after she sat down I could smell her wetness as it seeped through her dress, ran down her crack and soaked her asshole. My hand instinctively pressed my crotch. Finally we get to her apartment. She gets out and slams the door, I watch her—admittedly almost hoping for another slip of the.