"I want to be yours, Stacy. You make me so fucking happy. I can't explain it." Becca wiggles her toes against Stacy's warm panties. The soft friction ...auses Stacy's clit to swell and tingle. "This is really turning me on," Stacy warns, afraid of becoming too aroused. Becca's foot, inches from Stacy's face, begs her to suck on it. I should take off her sock and lick her toes. Like she did for me that first night. Would she want me to? Would she like that? Stacy feels her tight pussy throbbing as. Just before reaching my Venus mound my husband removed the blindfold and showed me the dildo. Granted my husband is no slacker in the pants but this thing was huge. Surely this dido would rip me in half if he placed that monster inside me, I squeaked in fear, but my husband only smiled back at me. Mounting me on the bed he toyed again with the dildo dancing across my breasts and nipples then lowered his head between my legs. Licking the wetness from my thighs he circled his tongue up to my. "Ahh, not telling." He annoyingly spoke with a cheesy grin. Mike was my best mate, but he was a damn prick sometimes. Later, after the consumption of a behaviour altering amount of alcohol, Mike said, "My mum said she fancies you, even your ginger hair(laughs), she said her heart thumps whenever you come round to our house." "Jeeesus Mike!" I quipped. "You're fucking k**ding me" "Nope. We had a heart to heart discussion last night, she never usually discusses anything like that with me. To be. ”“She has her daughter at home, Max.” she reminded him, compassion for the small woman showing in her gaze.He nodded, then sighed. He leaned down and kissed her hair softly, whispering her name.She stirred, rubbing her face against Max’s chest, then lifted her head to look around, confusion in her eyes. When she looked up at Max, she smiled.“I am sorry for crying all over your shirt, Max.” she said softly, laying her head against his chest again. “I have to go home. My daughter is being looked.