.... You don't know it yet, but this is one of those mornings. Reaching for the baby oil on the night stand, I drizzle a little bit over myself. ...he cold drops hitting the tip, and flowing down between my fingers, and to the base of my shaft as I tighten, and then loosen my grip on myself. You still in the kitchen believing that I'm fast asleep. Cooking away at the stove in nothing but your thong, and apron. You're still tingling and slightly wet from last nights adventures. Our juice's. . his mouth ran dry at the sight of them, knee high and laced tightly around her wide legs… She noticed his obvious discomfort and barely concealed arousal, Come here, sit with me… She whispered softly, standing and taking his hand to guide him to the Sofa, she pushed him back on it, He landed and dropped the bottle of wine to the floor softly as she placed a long booted leg next to him and guided his face towards it, Caught off guard he hesitated, then began to kiss and lick the shiny. When it was time to go to college, I decided I wanted to teach math. In spite of my roommate and her turning me into a slut in college, I still graduated with decent grades. Now it was time to put my college life as a slut behind me. The problem was, in Texas funding for schools had been cut the month before I graduated. Teachers were being laid off all across the state. I applied at school districts all across the state but never even got an interview. After two months, I knew it was time to. Her head bobbed and filled the room with more wet suction sounds.After an eternity and a half, Marisol felt like his ejaculation was imminent, so she stopped to take a final deep breath, and that’s when she heard the familiar nerve-grating sound of tapped keys.“No phone!”“We haven’t even started! I’ll put it away after,” Archie replied in his whiniest tone.“No, you never put it away after. If you don’t give me your phone, I’m not finishing your hotdog.”“Why are you such a Karen today?”Marisol.