"Let me tell you. I've fantasized about your hot little wife so many times, I've named blisters on my palms after her."That caused me a bit of trouble... when Janet spit out my cock, snorting. "Don't make me laugh, you bastard. After making me wait this long, the least you could do is have a little respect!"With a chuckle, I got off the couch and pushed her onto her back, diving between her legs. "I have to have just a little taste," I explained, before I buried my tongue in her moist opening.She. He complemented me repeatedly and told mehow beautiful I was. He finally asked me to dance and we went to the dancefloor. As we got on the floor the fast song that was playing ended and aslow dance started. We danced, holding each other close, I leaned my headto his shoulder. His hands gently massaged my butt. I looked at him and heleaned in and gave me a passionate kiss. I was in heaven as I readilyreturned the kiss. His tongue slipped into my mouth and we held the kissforever. When we. “Now her hand was upon my hip. I was probably red lika a tomato. So that was the reason my mother looked so similar to my Granny. Dad just chose her because of his experiences.I did not remove Grandma's hand from my hip. I let it stay there and feel its way toward my crotch. To my pulsing hard erection. She found it swiftly. „And it will be the best that I can do for my grandson. Or do you have any... objections?“ she was already massaging my rock hard dick deftly thru my pants.„No...“ I moaned. "The meal I intended to offer him the next day consisted of a pair of bright pink pussy lips, lightly spray-scented, moist for his enjoyment. Of course, I had presented that meal to enough young men in the past that I knew how to tease them, how to hold them off until their cocks were ready to burst their zippers. And Stanley too would have to sweat a bit until he took his prize. The line from 'South Pacific' ran through my mind: 'I enjoy being a girl.'After we hung up, I got into my car and.