Adams were closer to my parents’ age, just over forty. And when Sophie came into my arms, her eyes locked on mine. The intensity of their black dept...s held me mesmerized. The music started and there was nothing else in the room but my dancing partner. Anything I tried, she followed. Any subtle shift in her posture let me know what she was expecting next and I could lead her effortlessly. We ended the dance in a dip. I held her low, bending over her, our eyes having never broken. I let my fingers sneak under my waistband.“Thanks :)” another pause, “now I’m restless tho.”“Thats called horny, brat” I tease.She kind of snickers, audibly. “Lol dam right. so you still never answered did you finish?”She had played her cards right. Even if she’s a brat, her candor has had its effect. I answer, “ok, no i didnt. Im on day 5 now”“Omg” She tilts her head back, giving a very quick glance to my face. Then: “srsly? Like and how many hours do you rub it each day? I mean you went down. She didn’t even know what to think, so instead of trying to figure it out, she decided to let Lucas explain.“It will be a long explanation, I’ll warn you.”Pulling Rose close, Lucas set both screens beside the bed and was silent deciding how to explain it.“I’m a little confused about how to explain this, so if you think I left any point unexplained, or badly explained, let me know.”“Well, I think I’ll start by telling the story. To be more intuitive, I’ll try not to make it all one-sided, let’s. .. my lucky night! Her breasts moved slightly as her chest rose and fell. Orbs of such beauty that they brought a tear to my eye, with large aureole and pointed, moderately thick nipples that begged a mouth. She was perfection, a masterpiece far exceeding the work of those amateurs in the Louvre. Yes, she would do quite nicely.I bent close and took a nipple in my mouth, sucking lightly. My hand took her other nipple and began gently tweaking it. The rhythm of her breathing changed, but.