.She shook her head. "You weren't there. Believe me, I'd have bought acement mixer if I could have got out of that shop sooner." Huh? Mom. Uh, is this...supposed to be some sort of, uh, message?" Askingthe question obviously cost him something but she really didn't knowwhat he meant."Message?" she repeated. Maybe she just didn't want to admit knowing."Never mind," he muttered, blushing again.He cleaned up the kitchen while his mother watched TV and tried tounwind. Drew knew how hard she worked so. There’s also something inside the bag for that thing you call a beard.” She reached over and pulled out what appeared to be clippers. I know I shouldn't have, but her hand digging around the bag caused friction against my morning wood and a moan escaped my lips. I was worried that she had heard me, but Ellie acted like nothing had happened. “Isn't there a barbershop in town? Where are we anyway?” “Does it matter where we are? I have a feeling that you have expensive taste and seeing that our. " What the fuck Mrs. D.? If I ever doubted that you were crazy, I don't any longer. That's the strangest thing I've ever heard, but I'm going to keep my fingers crossed that I'll be posing with Meagan again soon." Me too, me too! My fingers are itching to paint the two of you again."The next morning, Peter knocked gently on Meagan's locked door."Fuck off!" Came one of the expected replies."It's me, Peter." Oh..."Peter waited a moment before asking, "Do you want me to fuck off? Because if that's. It was a strange taste, and she wasnt very fond of it, but she had heard that with practice, one would learn to enjoy it more. Without ceasing, she continued to tongue at Megan's outter pussy lips, if not for her own enjoyment, then to pay Megan back for what she just experienced. She only hoped she could bring Megan as much pleasure as she had just received.Suddenly Jessica froze in her tracks, Megan with a curious look on her face, disappointed that her friend was done so quickly. Jessica,.