At the capital you won’t even know what hit you. I can only suggest that you enjoy the ride!”I looked at the man, making sure that I kept the emba...rassed took on my face while shaking my head.“I shouldn’t. It’s not that I wouldn’t like it to happen but...”“Well, your loss, son.”Luckily the man didn’t push things any further but turned towards another male passenger who listened to him with interest. Once we were farther downstream we were taken to a boarding house for the night - and that man. A bodysuit and jacket completed the ensemble in addition to a frilly lace bra. She wore matching shoes with their four inch heels and ankle strap he loved. She worked on the proposals, examining and laying out all the positives and negatives that she could conceive of.At just before five in the afternoon, Sherri got a call on the office line. It was Mabel, and she was nearly hysterical. It seemed that one of the drivers had been caught with some narcotics, and the police were threatening to. She felt a special glow inside that made her tingle from head to toe, and today nothing would extinguish it. She then enthusiastically said, "I don't believe it, my wedding day is finally here! " Wiping a tear from the corner of her eye, she hummed the tune, "Here comes the bride." Then got up, slid into her blue jeans, shirt, and donned pair of loafers.She thought for a moment and smiled, she had everything planned down to the last toast to the happy couple.The phone rang and she picked it up. Her fingernails scratched as she pushed my legs apart. Her citrine eyes locked on my shaved pussy.“Yes, yes, that’s it. Eat me. Lick my pussy and find the date.” Slut. I held back on that word. Not yet.She purred as she leaned in. She inhaled my musk, letting out a soft sigh as her fingernails scratched again. And then her tongue licked up my inner thigh, reaching towards my pussy and gathering my juices which dribbled out of my excited depths. Her tongue rose higher. I let out a moan as she.