"What do I smell like?" I dunno," the boy said. "Um ... Like some kind of flower, I guess." Oh." I shrugged."But not like any flower I ever heard of,"...Matt added. "Like a moon flower, sorta." A moon flower?" I giggled."Yeah, you smell like ... moonlight," he said seriously and when I looked at him he looked back. "What? You do." That's really cool." I felt my tummy all tight with butterflies. "I mean, I like it." Yeah, me too," Matt nodded. "Go that way, towards the water." Okay," I agreed and. I told her she could catch a ride with me if she wanted, she said sure why not and we headed back to my pick up truck, when we got there she asked if I had a phone she could use to call her friend, I opened up the truck door and told her in the glove box she would find my phone.She called her friend and got sent to voicemail, she tried a few more times before giving up, I told her I was in no real hurry if she wanted to hang out there to see if her friend returns or returns her calls.as we. " she said as she heard me come in."Mom! You look sexy but we can't go out like that." "Don't worry darling. It will be dark soon and I will put on a coat.BTW, I need to shop for some more lingerie. Lets go to Victoria's before we hit the streets. How about we walk down the 40th tonight. I am sure we will good clients there but please don't ask me to fuck anymore white guys." "I won't mom." I promised her. "You fuck who you want, when you want." Suddenly the phone rang and mom picked it up. I. My favorite, sensual romantic music began playing. We kissed long and hard, and before Marcus could reply, I spoke. “I know, I’ll give you a massage!”His eyes lit up and he asked, “Are you sure, you were hurting quite a bit earlier?” I batted my seductive green eyes, and purred, “That was earlier. I told you I’m ready for round two.” I grabbed the massage oil, and instructed Marcus to turn onto his stomach. I chuckled to myself. “Oooh, this will be fun.” My clit and nipples hardened, as if to.