She is actually very attractive. Her body is partially hidden in the clothes she wears, but it isn’t able to cover her rather large chest. I can see...where Ashley gets her beautiful face from. If she grows up to have her mom’s body, she will be a heart breaker.“Can I offer you a coffee? It is fresh and I was just going to have my second cup.”Surprisingly, she accepts. During our conversation she mentions Ashley is twelve: her birthday is actually next week. She will be a full-fledged teenager.. And Sersha probably knew it. God I love her. "Now where were we?" Charlotte grasped his cock in her hand, his cum and saliva making it easier to glide. "Ah yes, right about here."His breath caught and in that second, she felt feline and sexy. Powerful, confident. All due to Sersha, with the icing of this man’s vulnerability and trust. A stranger, taking a chance at something new and exciting.She wanted him. In so many ways.Sersha looked down at them. Her lover, her best friend, her. I kiss him hard on the lips and wrap my arms around his neck. I feel his hands rest on the small of my back. Our tongues meet and become aquainted with each other before I regretfully pull away. "I've been wanting that all day," I say softly, my face close to his. "I know baby, so have I." I kiss him again, softer this time. His hands travel up my back and unhook my bra. I slide it off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Chris breaks our kiss and lays me on my bed. He puts his lips to my. I open my lips and sucked his penile glans back into my lips while holding my breath. Slowly I began to exhale and felt the desired results of the poppers take over. Euphoria was flowing through my body as the poppers took effect, as soon as I had exhaled that breath he returned the bottle to my other nostril and pinched closed the former nostril. Again with out having to be told, I took another deep sniff of the little brown bottle. The mail boy urged his friend "...keep letting the bitch.