She sauntered into the bedroom and admired herself in the full-length mirror. She was happy with what she saw as she ran her hands along her body star...ing my cupping her breasts and moving down to her hips. She was blessed with an hourglass figure any woman would kill for. Her outfit was missing something. She walked to her closet and grabbed a pair of black stiletto heels, slipped them on and braved her phone on the way back to her mirror. She snapped a few sexy pictures and sent them to him.. It left her mouth with a 'pop', and she looked at me in all seriousness, spoiled only slightly by the light in her eyes."You better not ever do it when I'm around! I love the taste of our combined juices." She then immediately went back to work.* * *Mom hung up the phone, and turned to look at Lisa and me. "They will be here around six," she said with a smile.For the next couple hours I busied myself, enjoying my renewed ability to help out in the kitchen."I still don't know what to. They made eye contact with each other and smiled. "No", said the redhead. "She's my best friends mother. You know, the blonde girl you gave your business card to. I only call her "mom" because I look up to her."At that point I relaxed and knew what was to come would be epic! Karen, the older lady papered to be in her early to late 40's. She wore rings on all her fingers. They were long and were tipped with well-manicured, red painted nails. Many necklaces dangled down between her heavy. His eyes will get dreamy and the blue of them will shine. He’ll lean in close and nip at my lips, guppy-like, then move upward along the lines of my nose, across my eyelids, and back to my lips. Breathing and nipping. Breathing and nipping. And then he’ll no longer be gentle. He will kiss me hard, until my lips feel bruised and swollen. He’ll rub his day-old beard against my face, scraping and burning my flesh until I moan. His hands have barely touched me, not the way I need them to. I’ll.