"I can't believe you would even ask such a thing!" Jessica began to cry now as well. "You will stay here with me, for heaven's sake! This is our home....Yours as well as mine. I love you and I don't ever want to hear you talk like that again!" She hugged me tighter to her body and began to run her fingers through my hair As our tears subsided, I noticed that, with the position of my head resting on her left breast, I was staring down her low cut gown. Staring at the beautiful round globe of her. “So where can I drop you?” I asked her.“Are you going near Rushmore Street?” She asked me.Now I’ve lived here for some time and I’d never heard of the road, “Where?” I asked her“You know! Just off 112th Street.” She said as if stating an obvious fact.“No such place darling.” I said in my friendliest fashion. The coat moved and an eye looked at me.“You don’t know where 112th Street is. But there’s a Mall they’re everyone knows it!” She said and this time there was a twang in her voice.“Where are. “Oooh, really? When? Where? Spill the juicy details!”Kathryn’s soft laugh grew, at least to his ears, sexier every time he heard it. “I’m not sure how juicy most of them are. I was rather desperate for money in college, but I didn’t have thirty-plus hours a week to spare waiting tables or serving drinks. Sorry, no offense intended.”Wendy shrugged. “None taken.”“Good. Anyway, art classes usually pay their models, and they pay nude models more, which meant I could work a fraction of the hours and. .. that was another matter. It was one thing to take a close look and sniff, but to put my mouth on the spot where she peed? God, that seemed so dirty. You can see my knowledge of sex did not exist. Anyway, a bet was a bet, so I got down between her legs, which she obligingly opened for me, and slowly brought my mouth to her pussy. I remember clearly that I like, rolled my lips back onto my mouth so that I would not be directly touching her, but bite on her pussy I did and tried to draw in.