My breath catches in my throat as the pleasure from my breast runs to my pelvis and makes my back arch with longing.My hand moves down my torso to my ...ound, I run my fingers thru the hair there all silky and clean, knowing that you wouldlove it all natural and long.With my eyes closed I can think of how you would touch it run your fingers thru it and then ever so slowly run your finger thru my lips there. Just on the outside feeling the velvety softness of them. A moan works out of my mouth and. As the three of them began to walk into the house, the pizza man pulled up. Tracy turned to him and paid for the pizza. With his hands full of pizza boxes, Tracy walked into the house and closed the door with his foot. They all walked into the dining room and Marcia and Tracy began to get the table ready, while Carrie walked on into the kitchen. The table was quickly ready and Tracy sat down to dig in. Marcia looked everything over and went on into the kitchen to help Carrie. As she walked into. John roared, I asked you bastards a question, fucking answer me! We fucking heard you, you CUNT! Mike spat back and instantly John leapt forward to hit Mike again but I cringed and put myself between them and screamed for him to stop through my tears. I waited for the blow but none came. I slowly settled back next to Mike and looked over at John. He had sat down on a stool in the corner and was clearly composing himself. I desperately wanted to run from the house and keep running forever. I was. There we were, as easy and natural as it could be. No lead up, no flirtation, just like that, I was with Miss Betty in her bedroom.She was as calm and at ease as could be. I was amazed at this incredible development.Was I somehow in the middle of a sweet dream? Nope, I was there in her bedroom alright.She stepped up to me, rested her outstretched arms on my shouders, leaned in and gave me a peck on the lips, smiled and said, "Get comfy, I'll only be a minute." She then went into the.