Her primitive mind took over and she watched the room move as she nodded her head and thought what a dumb question, of course I want this. “Say it,...tell me you want this. Tell me you want me,” he whispered again in her ear. Her body shuddered from the moment his words hit her ear til they danced and shimmied down her body and out her toes. The room began to spin as all her walls fell and before she could muster a response he pushed them away from the wall. She watched as the room moved around. With the intention of stretching that limit a bit, I pushed my fingers deeply into her pussy so that the knuckle at the base of my forefinger was pressed against her g spot. Her sighs became moans. I placed my thumb on her clit and began rhythmically to press her clit and her g spot in the same rhythm. With my other hand, I reached to one of her breasts and began squeezing her nipple in that same rhythm. Then I moved my thumb aside and replaced it with my tongue. Taylor's leg and tummy muscles. I made a chocolate pie that I saw in a magazine.’ ‘If this is any indication of your culinary skills, I’m sure the pie will be out of this world.’ she compliments. She finishes the meal, and sure enough, the pie makes all she’s ever tasted, pale in comparison. He reaches over and holds her hand, and looks into her eyes. The silence is deafening as he stares. She doesn’t know quite what to think. She’s afraid that if she breaks the silence, the mood would be broken. So, both sit in quiet bliss.. Playing the role of the single woman in the workplace pretty well, as all the down on their luck guys would tend to try to charm her. And she was flattered by the attention, previously being an ugly duckling she had been filing out lately into quite the nubile beauty.She had also taken a greater interest in her health, and started doing morning and evening yoga exercises to keep herself in shape. Taking on a instructor every Sunday for a developmental session in the craft. She had already seen.