I had a summer dress on, wedges, hair pulled up, the weather was 85-90ish. He complimented me in the car and said I was hoping to have tasted your lip.... I agreed :) he asked what time to you have to be home and I said I told my mom after she texted your girl itll be an hour or so. He said I wanna take u some where and itll take 10 minutes to get there. We drove to the edge of the earth and its on top of a mountain the view was absolutely beautiful. i am sure at night its prettiar. We sat in a. "Does your mom need to see you all the time, or just regularly?" As long as she knows where I am, and can see or talk to me, there's no problem. She's just paranoid about something happening to me like it did to Bernice. I told her I'm different, that I'd never do anything like that, but she says Bernice probably thought that too. She got a big charge about meeting your father last night. I told her who you were, but she thought it was just a line, like I did. We both recognized your father. I taste your juices as they pour from you into me. Your swollen, freshly fucked fleshy lips press against my lips as we kiss carnally. I want to devour you, to drink in your sensuousness but I feel your leg trembling and you start to buckle onto my face. I get to my feet and, lifting your leg a little higher, I line up my cock to enter you only to be surprised as your husband comes behind me and rolls a condom over my shaft. He pats my arse and returns to sit in the corner as I slide my cock. New Haven. I've been fortunate to have come this far, and now I am so glad to have done so." "Oh no colonel, you have the charm of a prep school bon vivant- so much bluster and grand gestures. My husband was much the same when we met. That silver tongue could...." She blushes, silence and then they both chuckle at her near Freudian slip. "Miss Gonzaga, I mean Mrs. Gonzaga, I assumed you were the daughter of Dr. Gonzaga, again I am at your mercy. My words fail me in my ineptitude.." She looks.