Kissing him back up his body, he had a twinkling in his eyes which she had never seen before and it excited her! “Now it’s my turn!” He said de...ply as his strong arms embraced her again and flipped her over. His fingers found her wet pussy and he began tickling her hard clit as she moaned joyfully. After kissing and sucking her belly button, his tongue found her sweet hard clit between the clean shaven lips of her wet pussy. As he gently drove his finger into her wet pussy she cried out with. To me I was not that sexy. I had flaming long red hair, brown eyes, pretty lips and freckles on my forehead. My breasts were what I considered to be big with 36C’s and I hated them. I always wore my horn rimmed black eyeglasses and wore baggy clothes so I wouldn’t get that much attention from the boys.But I had one true friend. Her name was Nancy Bennett. She was 31 years old and had a body any man would die to have. She had long blonde hair, green eyes and huge 38DD cup breasts. She. Incredibly handsome, thick dark mustache and dark hair. Blue eyes, big hands, wide shoulders beautifully accented by his dark suit. Wedding ring on his finger. We had such a nice talk. He was a gentle giant, quiet yet I could tell firm and no pushover, but compassionate and understanding. One thing about me is that I'm a good listener and I was fascinated with his words. We talked a good hour and I told him that i was going to head up to my room and relax, hell i had been in my suit all day and. I will change out of this and throw it away, and this will never happen again." And my clothes in your foot locker? I know you are trusting but a lock never hurt." This time there was the faintest hint of a smile. "I know you are a Type-A type, as I have seen you at work, and that was part of my attraction to you, but seeing this side is something new -- and not unattractive -- with some work. Here are the ground rules: 1) You are not to refer to yourself by your name at any time when you are.