You’ve got every spot covered, I feel the little drop on my clit. It drives me wild, and I can’t help but wiggle against your fingers. You pinch m... clit, and I moan. “You’re too eager. I’ll have to teach you patience.” I hear the buzzing of a vibrator and I just pray you’ll shove it deep into my tight cunt. Your fingers trace my labia majora, and I feel the tingling from the lotion left on your fingers. I’m spread wide, and you can see my puckered pink rosebud. It obviously calls you to it. I. I nuzzled her hair and kissed the base of her neck. "Mmm," I said, "I love the scent of your hair and the taste of your skin." I have a flavor?" Yes. You have a flavor." What do I taste like?"I put my lips against her shoulder and caressed her skin with my tongue. "Tastes like Mae." You're not giving me a hickey -- are you?" Not unless you want one." How would that go over my first day on the job?" she asked."Depends if it's where it shows or not."I held her around her waist and cupped my hands. The exercise kept us both fit, and at forty, it would have been too easy to spread out, as many of my contemporaries and co-workers had done. Besides, I had a hundred and twenty pounds of incentive.Another part of the routine was the homework. I took an active part in Tina's education as I noted it usually took her longer to write her assignments than it did to derive answers.Meals were another routine. Some mornings found us eating cold cereal in the trailer, and other mornings we ended up at. I knew Melanie well enough to recognize her, what with her short red hair and freckles, and I suppose she was even kind of cute, though she was obviously trying to make herself look older lately by wearing all kinds of makeup.I would see her with Karen after school and we would occasionally say hello to one another, the usual niceties, but being one of my sister's friends, and not very well developed, I never really thought of her much more than that.She was watching me rather intently right.