”Me: Okay.After 10 minutes, she texted again.She: You’re really a good kisser. And I loved what we did today. It was a year and half that I’ve b...en touched by someone. Thanks.Me: It was 3 months and I couldn’t control. I wonder how you controlled so long.She: Haha! Are you free today?Me: Yeah. I’m on leave so I’m free.She: I mean, are you free the whole night?Me: Yeah, where do you wanna hang out?She: I don’t wanna hang out, I’m thinking if I can call you home tonight.Me: What about your. She ran out of there, back to her office. But she was too decent, too nice, and perhaps too new to complain about a peeping tom.Fortunately, her boss, a decent guy, ended the day early at 3.30 so staff could go home and enjoy this exceptional weather. Laura dashed for the metro, looking forward to an evening of sleep, wine, and DVD television '96 shy by nature, she had yet to make real friends in this strange, big city. However, Laura's lack of familiar knowledge with New York meant she got. “And don’t you even begin to talk about our ages. Rachael, I’ve been attracted to from the moment I saw you. Age only matters when it comes to fine wine and cheese.” The corners of her mouth turned up a bit and Brian bent to kiss her tear-stained cheeks. “You taste salty” he whispered, before kissing her lips. No hesitation, Rachael answered him with kisses of her own. As they lay back down, their kisses became more urgent. Their tongues danced as their hands explored each others. She licked her lips, there was nothing in this world that she liked better then a horny little slut, but she was going to make this slut beg for it. She loved to hear the little cookies moan and beg. The sight of this little bitch’s wet cunt and the sound of her little moans as she wigged in bed was too much, for Mama, she drives her face into that pussy like a starving woman. Mama’s tongue begins to lap at the clit before her and she fingers the bitch. Suddenly the slut goes off like a rocket.