‘No- not yet… I haven’t..’ Clara protested, trying to sit up. She’d been riding a horse all afternoon. She smelled like horse mingled with h...r own scent and sweat… it was dirty… ‘Haven’t?’ Matt innocently teased his fingertips along the silken inner thigh until his hand cupped the soft, smooth, petite little vulva spread wide by her bonds for Matt to peer at and feast upon. ‘Oh, god- don’t,’ she whimpered, ‘Not like this,’ but Matt had already bent and dipped his tongue into her salty little. ....crying?- No, you made a big impression on us. You were happy, weren't you?I nodded, and another tear came to my eye. Grandma wiped her eyes too.Our faces came closer to each other, and then we giggled.- You have no idea what you mean to me, Sam. Tonight, when I'm in bed,I am going to thank God for making me able to spend a little fortune onthis precious new girl in the family.- Did you like my new clothes?- I cherished your new clothes, Sam. But most of all I adored theperson inside. I bought some crayons at the nearby d**g store and gave a couple to each c***d. Soon, we were posting colored place mats on the little wall below the register and parents were regularly bringing their families in.In about a month, I went from just another employee to someone Cheryl leaned on not only around the café, but also in our quiet times alone in her apartment. At first, she just confided that her relationship with Floyd had less to do with him and more to do with his wife. She didn’t. She watched my face for signs of an approaching orgasm. When my lips drew tight she turned it off again. As soon as the unit is turned off my penis goes down. Andrea got off the bed and went over to her dresser.She started taking off her cloths and once she was naked she put on a garter belt and took my favorite pair of stockings out of her drawer. She sat on the foot of the bed and rolled the nylons up her legs. These particular stockings are extra long and they reach to her ass cheeks. She.