I took of all of my clothes like I always do when I’m home alone. It was a hot summer day so getting my clothes off felt really good. I wasn’t pla...ning on sleeping, but I closed my eyes and listened to the birds and the people outside. I felt very calm and relaxed. Without really noticing I was massaging one of my breasts with my hand. I took my other hand down to my pussy. I could feel that my pussy was wet already. I picked up the phone and called my boyfriend. He was still at work and. Flooding rain one day, sunshine and humid the next. Since I'd spent the night on my sofa I was running late having to shower and change clothes. I looked at the speedometer and saw I was doing fifteen over the limit. Obviously that's why the left door mirror was winking blue at me. The police car pulled behind me as I slowed and parked on the shoulder. Maybe, I was thinking, if I'm real nice and explain last night and this morning I wouldn't get a ticket. One more and I would loose my license.. After a few minutes, he says “Oh,” and then reaches down and grabs a Kleenex and says “It looks like you have something on your sweater.” As you hear that, it suddenly hits you that I just came on your chest and never cleaned it up. You slowly look down and see the wet spot Mr. Burns was referring to and you blot it dry. As you do, you see down your sweater and see a sticky mess I left you. We finish the review and head out. As soon as we get out of ear shot, you slap my arm and say “Damn you,. Gently he laid her on her back, the bed wide, soft, cradling her form. He stood for a moment just to look at her, drinking in what he was about to take, feeding what his body craved, needing to taste her. He spread her legs and he leaned over to sniff the musky odor of her womanhood. Gently with his fingers he spread her swollen soft folds and flicked his tongue over the spot that would bring her to ecstasy. The taste of her sweetness, her body aroused, her juices spilling over his mouth and.