Then I started to kiss his neck and gently suck on his neck and he moved his hands down to my thigh, my inner thigh and teased around my pussy. When h...s hands were on my chest or on the bed he pressed his dick against my pussy and I could feel it touching me. It turned me on a lot to feel the skin of his hard cock pressed against the lips of my pussy, I was yearning to have him touch me and could feel that I was really wet for him. I moaned into his ear as he gently began rubbing my clit. It. Eh....all the way?" I didn't know what she wassaying. "You know, dressed from head to toe....with makeup and your hairfixed?"For some reason the walls of denial began to crumble. I told her about how Istill remember when our mothers had made us up like Raggedy Anne and RaggedyAndy and that what I remembered most was having to wear the lipstick androuge."I remember that well, I was eleven years old and I didn't want to dresslike a doll for some stupid party......so you liked the lipstick...what. "How come?" It's pretty icky," she said her eyes threatening to spill over."So's my name if you say it wrong," I told her, "Not that that is mind you ... but sometimes people look at me like I am or something."That she did smile at ... remembering, just as I'd been doing, and then actually laughed. "Thank you ... I sort of needed that," she said, though once again, the smile had disappeared."Seriously Theresa, you can tell me, anything ... you should know that by now," and hopefully she did as. I rolled her over, repeated the process. Maybe spending some extra time on her breast.Then told her this ending would make us both happy as my lips and tongue found her moist mound and buried my face into her pelvic region for the best oral pussy massage I was capable of giving. Soon she arched her back, stiffened, sighed and then shook and moaned to a massive, multiple orgasm. I was licking the cum off her thighs, when I realized a pair of hands were feeling my cock. It could not be her as my.