"It was horrible," he whispered. "It was like a pink nightmare I couldn't wake up from. Ms. Johnson was in heaven! Now look at me," he sobbed. "I look...like some kind of � " Fag? Fairy? I tried to reason with you, dear. This is all your doing. But look on the bright side. Your nails are simply fabulous, and your eyebrows are to die for," Susan giggled."Very funny, Mom. Ha, ha. " Sam pouted angrily.Ignoring him, Susan asked, "What's in the bag?" Ms. Johnson bought all this stuff for my nails;. “Please, Josh, we have a whole lifetime to savour the moment, I just need you to hurry now.”“Your wish is my command,” he said as he picked up the pace, his mouth kissing and licking in my neck while he undid my jeans. I lifted my hips to help him pull them off, an erotic gesture that had him shifting uncomfortable. He wedged his shoulders between my legs to hold them open, and dove right in. I felt his tongue swirling around my clit, licking, lapping, tasting. “More,” I begged. “More, Josh!”He. No time to think about what clothing she’d need, her departure had been a fraught, frazzled whirl of confused thoughts, Amy had taken whatever had come to hand in her haste to be out of the flat and away. Away from him. Away from her crime. ‘… I thought a good breakfast before you got your train would be just the ticket … no pun,’ Billy continued, as he scooped two fried eggs on top of toast. ‘Uh … Yeah … great,’ Amy replied, dragging her concentration back to Billy and his inane jabber about. Her pupils dilated. “My turn.”I kissed her neck. Her breasts. Her belly. I took one nipple between my teeth. Swirled my tongue around it softly. She arched her back. Her face turned into the messy pillows. I drank her. I drank her like sweet milk. My mouth made love to her pussy. Licking, kissing, sucking, nibbling. She pushed her hips towards my face and followed my rhythm, taking it over, begging for pressure, steering for angles. Her body tightened and released. Shaking. Trembling. Moaning..