? She paused for a deep breath, " It looks likewe're going to have to get you some help. Therapy, counseling, whatever.Look at they way you're dressed... Look at your HAIR!" Anne's voice beganto get shriller, "And that NICKNAME. WITCH. I did not take you to Massevery Sunday for this. My GOD, who do you think you are? SeriouslyMaggie, WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?"The pot on the stove began to boil over, as Anne glared at her daughter.The color of her face was beet red, and her hands were clenched. I take your hand and we both feel the electricity jump between us. We sit down to have a drink and try to relax, but can’t. The attraction is just so strong. We decide to go somewhere quieter to get to know each other. We take a nice stroll into the Park. We find a park bench and sit down and chat. We both know what we want but are feeling kind of child-like. I take you into my arms and look deep into your eyes, deep into your soul, feeling your desire, the heat from your inner. His moans were exquisite and then I grabbed his hips and urged him to fuck my throat. He didn’t take much convincing and began slow but long strokes, raining praise on me from above. I was right that it wouldn’t last long and when he announced that he was coming, I took control with my hand on the shaft and my tongue all around the head and was soon rewarded with an alarmingly large load in my mouth. He tasted really good and I gulped down every drop, finishing his treat with the gentlest of. "I reach out and grab her ass. That isn't enough for me so I grab the jeans by the loop and pull them down slowly. She was wearing matching pink panties. Very hot stuff for me and she giggled as she saw my jaw drop."you can kiss it if you want," she said as I prodded my head forward and snapped a picture of me kissing her sweet ass.She got upset saying that she couldn't develop a picture like that. She struggled for the camera but I wrestled it away from her. She started to pull up her jeans.