I knew that taking that step will be a brave step, and will make me a very bad girl, but then I was desperate.Thus I slid down on the floor and put my...head on his lap. Then slowly started kissing his hairy thighs. Then I kissed his penis over his shorts. He was already excited. He let out an "ah". I then opened the zip of his shorts and placed my hand on his penis. It was a hot fleshy rod, throbbing and full of power. Before I could take it out, it popped out of the shorts, and was staring at. ” He nodded dumbly, mesmerized by the sight of her nipples rising proud and tall amid their wide areolas. “Do you know what ‘milf’ means?” “Yes, I do.” “Tell me, Greg. Do please tell me.” “I think it means ‘mother I’d like to fuck.'” “Yes. Mmmm… would you like to fuck me?” There was a husky, vibrantly beckoning edge to her voice. Her sudden directness took Greg by surprise. Bereft of speech, he could only nod. “Well, then…” She rose to her feet, holding out a hand. * In the bedroom. If it were written that we would never be together, if there were a complete and irrevocable break, then perhaps the sharp pain below the surface of my self would ease, would turn to a dull discomfort, and eventually fade. But there is no break, there is not even a slight tear in the fabric of our connection. And so the pain is harsh, irregular, erratic in magnitude and measure. The slightest sensation can be its trigger-an image, a scent, a touch, real or imagined. Even my most buoyant of. .. whirlwind... relationship... But I guess I thought that, by now, you two had covered the basics." Not so much," I admitted. "We're still kind-of... getting to know each other." But not in the Biblical sense," Donna Lee blurted, sputtering with laughter at her own boldness. "I hear you know each other pretty well already, in some areas!"Evidently, the roommates didn't keep secrets."You want to come in?" she asked me. "Coffee?" No. No thanks. I just wanted to let Ellie know that I was back.".