”“Oops! So sorry, Sal, can I call you Sal?” turning her around so I could get her breasts and tummy. Mainly her breasts; they were still delicio...s-feeling.Laughing slightly she said, “Call me anything or anytime, baby! Just have your sample box ready to go!”We could hear her cell phone beeping as we turned off the water and began to dry off.It had stopped by the time she reached it and pressing the buttons got her message center. She listened for a moment and shut it off.“Oh, it’s the hospital,. She stopped the sobbing on my shoulder and I showed her my room, I told her to get comfortable, have a shower and whatever, then join me for dinner and we could shag all night. And she looked at me excitedly and said ‘alright!’ As I saw her up the stairs and showed her the room, I watched her shapely rear sway in her tight, tight blue brush jeans and felt the nudge in my pants, as much as I loved and adored Rick, I do love an occasional strictly feminine break to while away the night. She was a. “Such a good boy,” she moaned. I pressed my tongue as deep as possible after hearing her appreciation. My eyes started to close as I devoured the woman I loved and adored. Her nectar was succulent and sweet which kept me hooked on her. She was my heroin and I could guarantee every summer would be just as great as this one was turning out to be. I swirled my tongue once more before licking my way back up to her clitoris. With one final lash at her clit with my tongue, I started to move back up. Jane bent over. She carefully selected a jar and took her time reading the ingredients on the label before slowly placing the jar in her basket. She smiled as she heard the mumbled words from behind and another sharp gasp followed by a high pitched rebuke spoken in Chinese.As she left the store, Jane offered a cheerful, “Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!” Mrs. Chan muttered something in Chinese while Mr. Chan grinned broadly and nodded his head.In the kitchen, Jane was preparing the.