I mean, yeah, I guess I can understand it, but... to feel like shit every day of your life and know there's nothing you can do about it... So that's w...y she told me, don't do it. Don't stay with this guy, if you're not completely happy with where your life is going with him, because sure as shit, the longer you stay, the harder it'll be to leave."Gayle reached over to the coffee table for her glass and took a sip, and then held it between her hands in her lap."So how did you do it?" I. Her attractive legs were now fully exposed up to her panties. As well, a wonderfully round breast was hanging out of her nightgown. I was stunned and blushed uncontrollably gulping more orange juice."Do you like my tit?" She said, smiling teasingly. Before I could reply, she pulled out the other breast. " How about two tits. They're very soft. They should be sucked but maybe I can suck your cock and drain your balls instead." I was overwhelmed and confused.She pulled down her panties. "Mmmm..." I murmur. "Buttery." Licking his lips, I take them in again, and twirl my tongue along with his. My fingers trail down his chest and back up to his neck. My mouth moves down to kiss the opposite side of his neck, while the pads of my fingers rub back and forth across his skin. I turn myself towards him more, the bar between our seats hampering my movements. I rise partially from my seat and slide quickly over to his lap. I can feel his arousal against my hip, and his arms around my. " Her fingers slipped down between my lips, my flowing lubrication making my insides buttery against her fingertips. I gasped slightly, looking down at the outline of her knuckles as they bobbed up and down underneath my panties. "Mmmmm, right there..." I said, an involuntary purring in my voice."I know what you like," she said, pleased with herself."So well," I smiled at her, enjoying the intimacy of this private sharing of sexual pleasure. Since we started doing it, something lovely had.