Our lips meet, oh what a sweet kiss, so soft and gentle, time seems to stand still, my heart pounding, keeping time with the blaring fog horn down bel...w. My tongue teasing along your lip, trying to draw out your own. My arm reaches around you, pulling you closer, and now our tongues begin to spar, exploring the warmth our mouths offer. Pressing up against you, my hand travels down beneath your sweater. Your dress is so loose, my hands cupping your ass, so warm and soft. My desire is growing,. "I don't know about this costume, Amanda. It might work if your hair was shorter or it wasn't a complete mask. Try on the other one." Once again Amanda disappeared into bathroom and came back out a few moments later. This costume was pretty much the same as the last one. But it did have the eye cover only instead of the full head mask. So at least it looked better. "I think this Spidergirl is better but both look like they aren't easy to get into. If I were you I'd go with the second Supergirl. If you do, I will make sure you’re rewarded. “Fuck.” I don’t know how he had known about my little trip to the ladies room. Had anyone else noticed? But what he had asked me to do; could I actually do it? I was debating if I should just stop this now, when my computer pinged to tell me I had a message. I minimised the document I’d been working on before the meeting. I found Skype open and message waiting for me there. There were a few things strange about that; Skype was normally blocked on. Just as it stroked over her tight puckered bottom, her eyes shot open. “W-Woah,” Sarah stuttered as she lifted her head from the bed. “What are you doing?” “I’m licking your ass,” he replied, gazing up at her from between her thighs. The look in his eyes made her ache inside. As his tongue extended and began to circled her little crinkle, her lips formed a little ‘O’ shape and her eyelids drooped. Sarah’s head flopped back onto the bed and she sighed; it felt so good, she’d never imagined. As.