Ginger told me that when you were over for dinner one night that I should just offer to get you desert, take my blouse off, let you see me topless and...screw you all night. She thinks that if I do not come to an arrangement with you I will lose what I have, when a woman comes into your life, I could be a stripper, I would rather be your mistress than strip or be an old man's toy." After a pause she continued "you have always treated me with respect, if you fuck me I need your respect, I had an. A few inches more and I would have been screaming to high heaven, but he obviously wanted to make this last, take his time. My hand was wrapped around his tool, which was sandwiched between us and I worked it up and down, feeling it harden beneath my fingertips. “Jesus Christ,” he murmured. I silenced him with another kiss, sending my other hand up under his shirt, tracing the lines of his chest. Just feeling his body was pure bliss for me. I felt his hands on my inner thighs now, so close it. I could hear her, but was past being embarrassed, I just focussed on my b*****r as he grew in my hand. I t was hard to let him go, I wanted to hang on, but I had to get naked, so I hurriedly did what Mum asked and was back holding my bother, this time with more intent. Sit on the wooden stool Mariel. Again I reluctantly let go of him, and we both walked completely nude to the high wooden stool. I sat down on it, with my heels on the spars, bending my knees open and pointing outwards, with Peter. Pamie had a habit of licking her lips….not just running her tongue over them, but licking them slowly and sensuously, when she was concentrating on something. It looked highly suggestive to someone watching her. Kim was sure her daughter was unaware of the way she licked her lips. Kim’s eyes moved downward, seeing her daughter’s long, slim neck and her left shoulder that was exposed by her V-neck t-shirt. Pamie’s tan face glowed silkenly from the table lamp beside her, as she sat reading a.