Standing beside me is a plainish looking woman but her legs are beautiful, her skirt is so short that I can see the reinforcement begin at the top of ...er pantyhose. My cock twitches at the sight as she moves her legs slightly, giving me the briefest glimpse of the gusset of her pantyhose. Was she wearing panties or not? I couldn't be sure. " Like what you see?" she asks. I mumble yes as I continue to look at her legs. " Want to see more?" Again I mumble yes and standing up I follow her out of. "That was just a little tease" he says, as his fabulous body slowly slides on top of mine. He kisses me passionately, our tongues interwined like snakes in an ancient mating ritual. Our breathing got harder as our kisses became more passionate then ever. Slowly, my mysterious lover began to rub the tip of his throbbing, rock-hard cock against my moist, juicy vagina. I moaned loudly, wanting more. I was about to lose my mind with passion. I had to have his enormous cock deep inside my dripping. I'mPam Merrywether."Camille nodded, smiling. "She already has a pleasant-sounding voice. Shemay get my vote easily as well."Lynn nodded as well. "I agree." Needs a little more energy in her voice." Nigel observed. "She shouldsound as if she was looking forward to inviting us into her home. Weneed a little more eagerness."Pam nodded, smiling. "I'll do my best, sir." Are you an experienced cook, Mrs. Merrywether?" Ida asked.Pam shrugged. "My first cooking days were when I used baking toys as. Even my inappropriate touches were mostly ones that could be categorized as harmless. But that was all going to change. For my birthday, I decided to gift myself, my mother.“I want to love her, I want her to know my love for her, and I want her to accept it. I am not going to stop myself from making advances on her anymore, and I will grab every chance I get to let her know I crave for her.”She had baked a chocolate truffle cake for me, and she wanted me to cut it. I so wished she was stripping.