Kiss Mommy, use your tongue, oh, how sweet. See how I’m dressed, do you like this on me?’ Karin asked. ‘Yes Mommy, very much. You’re still we...ring the stilettos Mommy, ooh, and you’ve got stockings on too. I love stockings Mommy, you’ve got the legs for them,’ Krystal cooed. ‘Is that why you bought me the shoes baby, so that I’d look sexy in them?’ Karin asked. ‘Yes, Mommy,’ Krystal confessed. ‘Then I’ll wear them just for you,’ Karin smiled. ‘Let’s make love Krystal, I’ll show you how sexy it. An old saying is that if a man wants to know what a woman will look like in twenty years. He just has to look at her mother. Do you think I'll look as tired out as your dad?"Paige finally slowed down for she was doing all the work. "Jeff, why are you asking me all these questions? I don't mind answering but not right now. Can't we get back to what we were doing? I was so close too." I know you were. You were working yourself to a fantastic explosion that would lift the roof and tell the entire. He kept glancing back at my big tits, barely covered by the material of my halter top, then finally handed me back my license.“I’ll need you to step out of the car, ma’am”, he said.“Is that really necessary, officer?” I asked.“I’m afraid it is, ma’am”, he replied. Then he leaned down into the window again, and said to Terry, “stay in the car, sir.”The cop stepped back as I opened my car door, and prepared to get out. His eyes were intent on my wobbling boobs as I did this. As I stepped one leg. She was proud and had never taken any handouts, even when her mother died. it came naturally, she remembered her mother had refused all financial and emotional help when her father died. She used to have her own personality, her own style, and her own things. Now everything she owned was someone else’s. She’d be wearing fancy expensive clothes that Lyndsy was infamous for. She felt like a fraud, she felt foreign in her own skin. She was alive and well and thankful, but she had no idea who she.