"I want to hear you say you want this, I want you to admit you are a slut." she says, her lips leaving my pussy and resting just above it, her warm br...ath blowing against my clit as she looks between her legs at me, lifting her pussy off my face just far enough to allow me to talk. I say desperately "please.. please finger me", but she shakes her head in disapproval. "you can do better." she says as her finger dips inside of me again, repeating the same process, but this time the tip remaining. Was she going to tell my parents? “Please don’t lie to me. I know you have been spying on me.” How could she know? She was just guessing. If I kept denying it, I would be OK. I hoped. “No, really.” I was trying to meet her eye contact to show my sincerity, but those legs… I couldn’t take my eyes off of those incredible legs. “Have you been looking at my legs when I get out of my car?” Damn, how could she know? She knew though. She was going to tell my parents. “No, really! I wouldn’t do. "I talked to a friend of mine, you know her, Prue? Well, anyway, shehad a mastectomy two years ago, and she told me about this place thatmakes breast forms for people. She told me that if someone wanted thevery best, that they should go there, so I called them, and we have anappointment tomorrow morning at ten." Seeing that stricken look on myface. "Oh stop that Ann. We both know that you need them, especiallynow! Besides, I told the lady the circumstances." What!" I said. "You told someone you. I wanted to suck and lick and kiss that beautiful, gorgeous cock of his! To give him some of the pleasure he had given me, sucking my cock. Briefly, just now in the shower I had licked it, quickly, and he seemed to like it but he quickly stood me up, kissing me deeply as we ground our loins together. "I'll be waiting for you in bed, honey" I whispered as I exited the shower. I couldn't wait to make love with him again! At last he appeared, walking toward our bed, his magnificent hard-on.