Her scent was so good. I bit her lips, she was moaning. Her curves were awesome.I held her bare waist and stared at her navel. She stood by her knees ...nd asked me to go on. I played with her milky navel for a while. I put my tongue in her navel. It was deep round navel. (know that I am navel fetish). She started moaning like a child. I played there for a while and started kissing her neck.She kept her hair free and it was all over my face. I moved my hand towards her shoulder to remove her top. Betty glared and told the woman, "They are transgender andthey are more woman than you are. You have had multiple cosmeticsurgeries, breast, lip, butt, and hip implants to make you look fulleryet look more like a doll than a woman. You have had enough face liftsthat you can blink by moving your jaw. You have some nerve calling themfake- there' nothing on you that is real and what remains real iscovered up by a fake tan."Nora was going to say something but Betty countered, "I've known yousince. Repeating that over in her head and applying fresh lip gloss, she returned to the table only to find her glass of wine refilled. Placing the napkin back in her lap, she decided she had been polite enough to Marcus for the night. “I didn’t need another glass of wine.” His hand fell back to her thigh. “You sure about that one?” She thought it over for a minute. “What if I wanted a martini or something else?” Felicia and Norm were watching their son with open curiosity. Hadley laughed at the. A lackluster lick over the cunt didn't inspire excitement regardless of how many times it was repeated."I don't want to be doing it, so why should I be any good at it?" Denise asked."After a while, you'll discover that it isn't a one way street. You'll realize that you both can get pleasure out of it. That's when he'll look at you because that will be the day when it stops being you or me and becomes us. That is the day you'll stop being a fat woman," Susan said.Denise stopped to think about.