That way she couldn’t get hurt. When you made her laugh tonight, it opened the emotional floodgates and she couldn’t stop, she needed to let it al... out and she needed her Mum, which makes me so much happier. Thank you.’ I kissed her head and said ‘That’s fine, as long as she’s OK now, perhaps she can start the healing process and get on with her life.’ I held Lorraine tight and continued ‘If Chrissy wants to sleep in our bed tonight I will use one of the spare rooms that are made up.’ She. We weren’t allowed to wear jeans in high school, so I had several pairs of slacks, and the khakis looked better than any of the others. Trouble is, I didn’t have the best shirts in the world. I wore t-shirts most of the time, but that wasn’t good enough for a first date, even at a place as casual as Joe B’s. Finally I found one to wear, and I got out the ironing board and pressed it, along with the khaki slacks. Clean socks, black, and my dressiest shoes – which weren’t all that dressy, just. They were soft and warm, and gave way to her tongue. I squeaked softly as our tongues touched, but soon relaxed and enjoyed it. Our tongues rubbed and twisted around each other, and explored the other's mouth. I felt my pussy grow wet and hot the more she kissed me and couldn't help myself as I rubbed it on her thigh. Sensing my arousal, she lifted her leg and moved it up when I moved my hips down and vice-versa.Our kiss broke and she all but tore my top off. Holding a breast in each hand, she. Amy soon realised this and although she too was enjoying it said, 'Oh Mrs Potter that feels very nice, I think the panties fit well, don't you?''I just need to make sure they fit well everywhere,' and started rubbing Amy's firm bum. Amy parted her legs even more and said, 'Are you sure they fit well between the legs?'This was all Jean needed to hear and her hands went straight back to Amy's pussy. Jean could feel her getting damp and warm and said, 'Oh Amy that feels so nice, is that what your.