To that end, they had prowled many a shoe store in search of the perfect footwear. Her smile faded as she wondered why Rosanna had requested this meet...ng. Hadn’t they settled everything? She could have just as easily called or e-mailed her. Couldn’t she? If Sanna was nothing else, she was proper and could be formal to the hilt. No, meeting in person was much kinder, but to whom Solace thought wryly. Perhaps Sanna actually needed to see Solace for one last time before she plunged into her new. I knew the perfect verticalness of it was not so perfect anymore. I could tell, just by sliding my finger through its wet slickness that it was now beginning to open. I wanted to peel her open the rest of the way. I slid my finger up and down, however, as soon as I felt her hot opening, I let my finger linger there, taunting her hot wetness, moving my finger back and forth as much as I could. She knew what I wanted to do, but she felt the hesitation in my hand. She moaned loudly to let me know. And Right Kisser started to undress me.Then Leighton finally finished. "And when we take action, we always do it together."Right Kisser fisted my cock and turned me around to stand behind Massager. Left Kisser kept fondling Massager's tits. And Blowjob reached down to pull apart Massager's asscheeks. So with a firm grip on the petite girl's narrow hips, I pushed my way forward."Nnnnghh!" Massager yelped in a high pitch. I'd thought she had the body of a young girl before, and she also seemed to. "I needed you last night," she said. "Thank you." I have to admit I was surprised," I said."I was too," she said. "I didn't plan that." It's not why I brought you the cake," I said."I know that, silly. That's probably why I got all out of control again." Am I to take it that you still feel somewhat conflicted?" Am I horrible?" she asked."No," I said."You make this so fucking hard!" she snapped. "Couldn't you at least be an asshole once in a while so it would be easier to resist you?" I'll see.