Then, I held her by her hands and pinned her down on the bed and went on top of her and started kissing her cleavage. I was rubbing my lips on her cle...vage. This time I pulled back n sat on top of her and I removed my shirt. As I did it, she was moving her hands on my chest and I moved forward again and kissed her lips hard. Then, I moved my lips towards her chin and started rubbing my lips from her chin to her jawline.My hands were moving on her breasts and squeezing them hard over her bra. I. He talked to me about going to the San Francisco Opera's production of "Rigoletto" and how much he loved it. If you've gotten to know me at all in this story, that is like handing me a box of chocolate-covered aphrodisiacs! I knew it would come up, so I didn't wait. "What happened to your leg?" Oh, polio was really bad when I was a k** in Kentucky. We were out in the sticks and there weren't too many doctors or hospitals or public health people around and nobody knew what to do about polio. "I looked at her, and just said, "A witch?" Yes. A witch. A good witch."I just shook my head, and said, "There is no such thing. Let alone a goodone."She smiled and said, "Yes there is. Do I need to prove it to you?"I just nodded yes.She got up and offered me her hand. I took it and stood. She then led meout to the back yard and to a secluded grassy area, behind a greenhouse,that was surrounded by a high hedge. After we'd walked through theopening, I sensed something behind me. I turned my head. Chris’ clit was long enough for me to get my tongue under it while still maintaining a hold on it with my lips.“OH…MY…GOD,” she cried out. “Oh that is so fucking good. You’re going to make me cum real soon.”I was licking and sucking Chris’ clit as though I had never sucked a clit before. And Chris was fucking that mini prick into my mouth as hard as she could. I don’t know what she liked better, the tongue work under her clit and into her hole or the sensation she was having of fucking my.