”“Patience isn't what I'm known for, but damn, is it worth it. At least this time.”I tease many men online. I enjoy the idea of making a man wan... me, and I see no reason not to share my intimate fantasies with someone who can appreciate it. I don't go right to the camera first though. Taking the time to know them first allows me to be comfortable, and only then can I truly let myself go.It might be a fetish of mine, but I do like the chase. To see if they're willing to be more than just a. She wasn't anymore, was she? He'd left her for some tramp, fifteen years younger. Brandon continued, "And Mr. Mitchell is a fucking moron. How can you leave a wife who looks that good? The pussy can't be worth it. No fucking way."Robin resisted the urge to race down there and hug Brandon. Maybe she'd misjudged the young man.Paul agreed with his friend. "I don't get it. They always seemed happy. And I always thought how lucky he was. Mrs. Mitchell is so cool."Robin's body quivered. Brandon's. Comforting words were useless in times like this, so I just held her tightly, brushing the hair from her face and trying my best to sooth her. After several minutes, she used my sleeve to dry her eyes and wrapped her arms around my waist, holding me more tightly than ever."I've been needing you to hold me. I've really missed you." she sighed heavily.I leaned forward to kiss her cheek and she turned her face so her lips met mine. I slid my arms under hers as she lifted her arms around my. Janet moaned softly, and I probed deeper. I took my other hand from her butt and began unbuttoning her blouse.I reached the last button, undid it and she shrugged off the blouse. Her white lace bra was hanging loose, so I pushed it up and moved my mouth to her breast, sucked it into my mouth and flicked my tongue across her nipple. A few seconds later she gasped, tensed, and I felt her pussy squeezing my finger.I released her breast from my mouth and moved both hands to the front of her jeans,.