“Come on, Will, don’t be such a baby,” Alaina muttered. She pressed forward again, meeting his lips more softly the second time. She poked at hi... tongue once more. This is supposed to work. Why isn’t this working?Alaina jumped when he licked her back. She leaned away and watched as his eyelids fluttered.“Whoa,” said Will. He blinked, then clamped his hands to his head. “Whoa.”“Feeling better?” asked Alaina.Will yawned. “I feel fucking great,” he said, rubbing his eyes. “But also like I just. But I wasn’t looking, it was hard to miss. And your were so wet, I, I could see it shining.”To hear him talk about me like that, to know that he had seen me, had watched the light bounce off my pussy, I can’t tell you how much joy it sent racing through my heart. Mr Sims! Wow, my pussy was burning hot and I could feel my juices rolling down my inner thigh and onto my calfs. My breathing was heavy. “And did you like what you saw, Sir?” I loved calling him Sir.“I...yes, Lucy. I did.” I stepped. He was a handsome white guy in a nice-looking dress shirt and tie. His face was clean shaven, and his brown hair was gelled back. I decided to zone in on just teasing him, so I just stared at him until we made eye contact. After he stared at my legs intently for a few minutes, he glanced up quickly and caught my eye. His face was mixed with surprise and embarrassment and his cheeks began to blush. I tilted my head to give him a coy smile and a naughty wink, and I continued to brush the stocking. "Anyway," you continued, "youknow how much she loves you. I know she's old and from anothergeneration, but I think you are underestimating her. I think that notonly will she understand, but she will be happy. Happy that you'resharing with her; happy that there is still this side of you; and happythat you have someone who understands and is helping you." "OK," I said. "Let's do it." You smiled and said, "First, your nails." As you started painting mynails the same pale pink shade as yours.