She pulls me closer to her and kisses me deeply. My breasts rub against hers and I reach out to touch her small hard nipples. She smiles and I kiss he... even more passionately. You are watching us which only makes my hunger stronger. Maria's tongue trails down my neck, my stomach and lower. Her soft mouth leaves a burning trail, as she begins tasting me. My hands are in her hair, pulling her lower, urging her on. Her delicate hands explore my body with feathery touches. I am moaning softly with. I said, "Who told you what?"He, - a boy! - took hold of my hand, and he said, "Someone who tells meeverything. In fact I can't get her to shut up, but it's OK; she won'teven tell even her friends. She knows that some things aren't talkedabout some places."We were at the door then, and he hadn't told me who. During class Iwonder about George and what all he knew. He was Sam's friend so hecould just know about me skinny-dipping at the beach, but Abby couldhave blabbed a whole lot more. Or one of. )She had photos and documents. And she looked exactly like my sister Amanda, except for the red hair. (Amanda is blond. Naturally blond, carpet and d****s matching delightfully.)So. I have a daughter. My reaction, of course, was to start stroking her spine with my left hand. "That tickles!" she laughed."Well," I said in my most earnest tone, "this papers and pictures seem to be legit, but I'm gonna have to inspect you, just to be sure." Inspect me?" she asked, with a puzzled look on her lovely. “Thank you for a most pleasant and unusual morning.”She got up, ignoring the slight quiver in her legs, and departed for her cabin.Donna“So, how was she?” Jason asked as Donna washed him in the shower.“Scrumptious,” Donna said. “I’m sorry you won’t be eating her any moment soon...”“Is she worth the wait?”“I don’t know, love ... is feeling up those tits worth waiting for?”“Oh yeah ... I’m hoping I can taste them next time...”“Slow and steady, honey,” Donna said, turning him so she could wash his.