You seem more relaxed and carefree.”“Yeah, my parents have let up on me since the scholarship came in. I’m even driving to school by myself next...week.” We talked for a few minutes before she moved over and sat in my lap.“I wanted to thank you for what you did for me.”“No need, we both enjoyed it.”“That’s not what I’m talking about. Well, kind of. I know I’m smart as hell, but it helped me with my self-esteem as you made me look outside of just my intellect. Something I’d never done before.”She. She would at last be face to face (if not more) with the famous singer. She flashed her card to the man blocking the way to the backstage area, and immediately stuffed it in her purse as it was so precious. Edith was impatiently waiting in her dressing room when a knock preceded the opening of the door and someone announced “Madame Sylvia”. Edith jumped up, still in her bathrobe after her shower (but it was on purpose), and took Sylvia’s hand in hers and led her to the couch. The two women. The only thing that helped her stay sane was that he worked nights and she had an array of toys but of course was looking for the real thing. She was a little on the heavy side, not as big as Gail, and a lot prettier. She had nice full tits and beautiful nipples, the kind you just want to suck all night. She had sent me pictures of them in various outfits and with her favorite vibrator she called her silver bullet. Oh, the one thing that really got to her was that her husband had an extremely. "Exactly."I took hold of the hem of her t-shirt. "I want to see you," I said, my voice thick.She nodded her consent, and I tugged her shirt up to her neck with enough force that she took a little step backwards to maintain her balance. Now, curly-furred cunt, broad hips, round tits were revealed. I drew breath through my teeth.I gripped her breasts with both hands and she braced herself against the sink, sighing with pleasure at the contact. I took hold of her fat nipples and pulled, and her.