Angie's eyes never left the face of the young girl as Marcia cameout of the bathroom. She was aware that this girl moved with amarvelous feminine grac..., but it was the sweetness and innocence ofthat countenance that went all through Angie. It reminded her ofJulie, all trusting and innocent. How she had taught her the pleasurepotential of her body, the wonderful capacity to bring incrediblepleasure to her mother. How she had prepared her for her father. Nowyoung Julie was one of the most. My arms wrap around his neck holding this man to me. DeSean hands appear on my thighs and slide my skirt high as he presses my thighs apart. His hands slide around to my ass and he pulls me tight against him. I can feel his impossible hard cock pressing tightly against my pussy. I can feel myself pressing against him, humping him the only thing separating us are some thin layers of fabric. He begins to push me down on the desk as I slide lower his lips trail down my body and his tongue begins. And I’ll admit the rest of our life was better great conversation and all the other things women crave other than sex. I’m getting off track anyway one day in the office I’m going to town on my lovers wood. I’m talking spit, gagging, smacking my face with it the works of a awesome blow job. I was getting good a got damn professional. I also got sloppy in other departments in other words I forgot to lock the door. So here I was on my knees making out with his wood and who walks in but that slut. She looked up at the boy who spoke and shielded her eyes so she could see. ‘Uh huh,’ she smirked in response, her voice dripping with skepticism. ‘If you’re saying ten, it’s definitely, like, twenty. I’m not walking my ass a mile down the beach.’ The handsome blonde boy grinned back at her, allowing her to catch his eyes run all over her body. ‘No, I swear. Ten. Maybe, maybe fifteen.’ He grinned sheepishly at his backpedal and let his eyes linger to curvy hips. ‘I’ll gladly carry you…’ Rebecca.