..hope Erin doesn't forget."The sun was setting as Vincent parked his car. He couldn’t find Erin’s car anywhere, so he just assumed she’d be la...e. “Fashionably late!” Vincent whispered to himself with a chuckle, mimicking exactly what Erin would tell him to justify spending twenty more minutes messing with her hair. Giving up on finding her car, he started walking up the far-too-long driveway.Vincent's cell rang again just as he walked into the party. "Hello?" Hey big boy." Erin..." Ready. Raising her eyebrow she teased “And what were you thinking about? Anything I would want to know?” She really knew how to get to me. I just sat down – a little embarrassed. During breakfast I was thinking about how open about sex we had become since losing our virginities on the same night; how we had shared the adventure with each other and how we teased each other ever since. Not when the folks were around however – they wouldn’t understand. We had decided that they weren’t brought up to be as. She'd felt, (and looked!), like a twelve year old, dressed in nothing but that damn choker.She didn't know exactly why she'd shaved, except that it had something to do with sex. As she reached up to remove it, Maggie noticed again how much she resembled the profile of the woman on the cameo. It had belonged to her multiple great grandmother, but was old even then. Her last clear memory was deciding not to go out tonight as she started to remove the choker... Maggie came back to the present as. Tracey peeled back the covers just the same and Ethan got in beside her. He pressed his body up against her and waited for her to kiss him."Suck on my breast," she commanded. Ethan looked at her in momentary surprise, and then obeyed the order. Tracey gathered the flesh in her hands, framing the nipple. Ethan suckled as would a babe. He serviced her left one, and then she switched him to her right. She stretched and then kneaded her flesh, to maximize the sensation. It felt good, equal to.