I blew on it softly, knowing full well how much this makes you ache. You moaned softly, and arched your back as if to force your clit into my mouth.I ...et go with my thumbs, and used my finger and tongue to play around the entrance to your pussy. I know how that makes you feel, and I could almost sense the ripple of pleasure that you felt. I loved the silky smooth feel of your pussy lips, and I rubbed them between finger and thumb, while the fingers of my other hand explored all around your. That it was also the safest for my family and me was going to make me smile even more.I didn't need to wait for the nurse to open my door for me, as 5.5 tons of push would take care of that. If, miraculously, it didn't, I could apply the 5.5 tons on a 1/16th-inch diameter area. That'd punch a hole in most things, I imagine. [[My abilities being so incredible now were making me too gung-ho. The front fingertip would start flattening if under much more pressure than its mind could exert, and. Steven then showed her the e-mails he had received. There had only been several hundred "hits" so far, but there were already about 25 e-mails he had collected, a much better ratio than his stories got. She, Hayley, housewife and mother of two, had a fan club of sorts. Men liked the look of her breasts, and the pleasure she took from that gave her self-confidence about her whole body. Let them look.It was quite a change from reading about others' thoughts on what Steven imagined her doing in. I crossed my arms so the fist with the chain was on top. Sure enough, it got her talking."My name is Sharon Jameson," she said. She stopped, expecting me to do the courteous thing and identify myself in turn. I don't do courtesy."Give me your wallet," I said, holding out my hand. She hesitated, but she opened her nice leather handbag and pulled out the typical woman's wallet; a pound of leather, paper, coins, and every piece of plastic ever issued by every store, bank, and shop in town. I.