My hand covers your sweet wet lips pressing against them. Two fingers slide between them parting you softly as my fingers trace lines all over your pu...sy.My teeth nip your ear and tug just a bit as 2 fingers slide inside you. Pressing lightly against your opening, I pump my fingers inside your wetness. Opening them I stretch you gently. I keep up that motion as I walk us backwards slowly to the bed. I pull my hand away from you and push you back down onto the bed, making you sit on the edge. I. I returned to my book.Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December. The number of days dwindling til the date of my 17th birthday. I expected nothing special. My parents had already purchased me a car. I asked for nothing but they always gave me something. All I wanted in life was a black dress, a wonderful man, and a good book. The tapping continued."Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,And so faintly. I had to get her to have sex with her mother.“Mmm, you’re just so sexy,” I said, my pussy juicy. I was naked, too, my braid of auburn hair sweeping down my back. My large breasts jiggled at my every movement. “You just stay there. I have to freshen up real quick.”“Hurry,” she groaned. “I want you to pound me.”I grinned and picked up the strap-on. I held the vinyl harness pinched between my thumb and forefinger. Since I was only seventeen, my mother had to buy this for me. It swayed, the dildo. ”“Seriously? I thought he was in Chicago!”“It appears his trip was a couple hours after the murders. And they recovered evidence.”“Damn,” I said. “Are they going to arrest him?”“Through back channels I hear they’re going to allow him to turn himself in. Can you imagine the zoo THAT will be?”“It’ll be nuts! I’m glad I’m getting out of LA in a couple of hours! Thanks for coming down to have coffee and accommodate my schedule. I like to see you every quarter, and I won’t make a trip out here.