" Shhh," she said. Her other hand came up and she slowly traced a fingerover the freckles at the center of my chest. "Does that feel good?" I.. Um, ye...h, but..."Katie grinned. Her finger traced a course between my boobs, down to thetaut, smooth skin over my stomach. her hand headed lower.I backed up so fast my ass hit the wall with a slap that made picturesrattle in their frames. "What are you doing?" Living the dream," she said. She stepped toward me."But I've turned into a girl."She rolled. Then her face softened she grabbed her nightdress to cover her self,then she said maybe it’s my fault we should have had the sex chat a while ago,I think your beautiful I blurted out,she looked intently at me ‘do you mean that’yes I said, come over here to the bed,we have to talk,what did you hope to see she said,I blushed,’you wanted to see me naked didn’t you’yes I said. She stood up and let the nightdress fall to the floor,I stared at her my mouth hanging open,’ok feast your eye’s’ she said. I am a Buffalo Bills fan so every single time I hear the words ‘wide right’ a little piece of my heart is ripped out (NFL fans will understand). I remember the great years of the Steelers dominate team with Lynn Swan or John Stallworth leaping high in the air to make a magical catch, and who can forget the Immaculate Reception. I remember the goose bumps I received watching Dwight Clark making ‘The Catch’ to end the dreams of the hated Cowboys. Or how about Earnest Byner’s fumble on the one. She sat down in the tub in front of me and said, ‘Stick your head under the water and eat my pussy slave!’I stuck my head down between her legs and started lapping away. When I came up for a breath, she would count to three and then push my head back into her crotch. When she tired of this she had me wash her entire body. When I finished, she stepped out of the tub, dried herself off, and threw me the wet towel to dry off with.‘I know you love to wear that G-string,’ she said, ‘so just keep it.