" If that's what you feel, I can understand you not wanting to get near him. What do you want to do?" I think I should start by letting Bert know what...happened today, he told me to let him know if there was a problem. I have a class tomorrow morning but I'm off in the afternoon. I think I'll send Bert an email tonight to let him know I NEED to see him as soon as possible and that I'll be at his office at lunch time tomorrow." What are you going to tell him?" I already told him that there was a. The taste of her breasts, darken by the pigment of her skin, was heavenly. Her breasts were only slightly large, but her nipples were quite large. I suckled on one for some time, kind of losing myself. She gently cradled my head in her hands, and she guided me to the other breast. On contact with her nipple, she wimpered. This was VERY good!While still sucking on her breasts, I slipped a hand between her thighs and found the "sweet spot." Even though she is 42 years old, she was amazingly wet.. It was an incredible din and casual customers lookedstartled as they were taken unaware by the sudden disturbance.Jenny could feel confetti and balloons dropping from a sheet attached tothe ceiling above them while the celebration echoed in the room aroundthem. Jenny felt her face reddening even though she was kind of pleasedthat they had gone to this little extreme. She looked up at the homemadebanner that had unfurled behind them after it had released the confettiand balloons. In big red. Cheryl smiled. "I love you, Uncle Randy."Okay, it's definitely the good way. "I love you, too, Niece Cheryl." Do you forgive me?" Of course not."She blinked. Twice. "You're being Mister Smart Ass again, aren't you?" Just honest. I can't forgive you if you haven't done anything wrong. If you want to be forgiven, then you have to do something wrong first."Her eyes looked pained as her hand lifted and her fingertips stroked my cheek. "I was a bitch." You were Niece Cheryl, who isn't a morning.