.Premium Macaroons.The brightly-colored package peeked out from the crinkled cardboard box she'd fallen on. Mom's psycho-happy face beamed joy and int...midation. The coconut cookies looked like snowballs, pale white against a pink-hued background, surrounded by confetti. A disembodied hand was reaching for one of the snowball-cookies; it made them look huge, like the size of a baseball. Surely it was a child's hand? No ... The cookies weren't really that big, were they? No wonder Mom was out of. However this one was different. Where the cups vibrated consistently, the bottom part vibrated in bursts with varying intensities. It started low enough and lasted only long enough to get me turned on in my dick-clit before it shut off again. The sudden stop drove me crazy and I felt frustrated and even more turned on all at the same time. I started to feel so wet as my ass-pussy leaked its fluids more and more. I was almost begging for Klintuck to pull the car over and ram his massive rod deep. . I was shocked to see her first time like that. Then she slowly dropped her towel n show me her sexy boobs and pink nipples first time.. I was sooo horny that I masturbate 3 times that nite. From that day onwards wen ever we get time we used to chat in Whatsapp share nude pics and used to have Skype chat in nude and satisfy ourselves…We never she was away from her husband or her husband away from her she used to chat with me… One day we both decided to meet and fulfill our desires wen we get. What could I say though? Whatever I said in the next ten seconds, or didn't say, could have a profound and lasting effect on her, her ego, her self-esteem, her very sexuality, for the rest of her life. If I said too much, and then pulled away later because she's too young, she'd be crushed. If I didn't say enough, she'd be crushed immediately. Damn!So I just stood there staring for a moment, scrambling for the right words."Do you like them?" she asked me. Her eyes pleaded with me for assurance,.