I pushed down on her MILF tits until I could feel her erect nipples.Shannon and I kissed. Our tongues dancing in each others mouths. Shannon cat like ...icking her pussy juices from my lips.Oh fuck Brooke you made me feel so fuckin' good, I felt like I was your slut! Making out with my pussy, tongue fucking me. I loved it.Now it's your turn!Shannon got out of the bed, opened her overnight bag. At first I couldn't see what she had in her hand until she cuffed my wrist strapping it to the. I went back and looked at my first few stories and realized they were pitiful at best, so now I could pretty much see where everyone was coming from. ‘Get a fucking editor,’ most of my reviewers screamed at me, so that’s what I set out to do, but it wasn’t as easy as everyone thought. There were a million editors listed, so I picked out three or four and sent them e-mails, none replied. Two weeks later I tried again but this time I upped the number and sent out e-mails to eight. Surely someone. Itfelt like he was peeing his pants, but he would get used to it. Heplanned to wear the vagina and tightly bound breasts to work every dayfrom now on. He quickly wiped himself down and pulled up his panties. Thejeans came back on. He put the sweatshirt back on, disguising his smootharms and slightly lumpy chest. He took a deep breath to calm down andwalked out. He quickly washed his hands and returned to the office.His heart beat faster as he stepped up to the door and opened it. Hestepped. ..”“Jeremy, I have waited for two months............”There was a deep desperation in his eyes. I too had wanted to have this young thing two months ago, but decided against that plan of action. And besides in two months we had become friends. Friends with a big age difference, but still friends, with that underlying sexual tension.“Wait sweetcakes..........”We drove on in silence to my place, the entire time I could feel both Brad's eyes, beautiful brown eyes on me and my growing ever hardening.