As I watched it was evident she’d been doing it a while, I crept in and stood by her, her eyes were closed as she rubbed herself, I bent down and to...ched her, she opened her eyes and said “***** what are YOU doing” I replied “Shush” as I rubbed her clit, she was breathing heavy as I opened her thighs and knelt on the bed.Moving myself down towards her I slipped my tongue onto her clitoris and ran my finger over her pussy, she laid back and sighed. As I fingered her and licked it her it was soon. In the second year I the few I went on were set up by friends. They were nice ladies, but nothing clicked. I honestly started feeling that Abby was supposed to be my one and only, I was all set on spending the rest of my life alone and raising my daughter. Then Sunday February 9, 2006 happened.I remember that day like it was yesterday. I met my best friend Kirk Shuster for lunch at the Vortex. I then made a quick trip to Borders Books to grab some new books Jacy had been wanting. Then it was. Wendy, on the other hand was a bit mousey, with clear pale skin, wavy brownish, almost oily, hair, and the wide eyes of those Alex had recently won over. That was fine, but she tended to echo Sarah's enthusiasm, which only compounded the problem.Returning from the concert late at night, they parked at a parking lot a short distance from the hotel so Cate could stop at a convenience store to pick up some food for Alex. It had been an interesting day. Despite the news reports about him, so far no. Amy was just as pretty but had a completely different body. She was shorter than Krys, with deep brown hair, and a round face with pouty lips and almond brown eyes. Like Krystal she had a nice ass and thick long legs, but unlike her she really had something to put behind a bra. Now more than ever I found myself gazing at her huge tits, barely hidden beneath a thin orange weekend shirt… the primal thing in me wanted to see those now too.I guess at this point it would be good to describe myself.