I wantto bury my cock inside you and make you cum."I turned over, and she pulled me onto my hands and knees. I could seemyself in the mirrored wardrob...s opposite the bed. The tight pink brapulled my chest into a cleavage framed through the white fur edging. Myarse wiggled, encased in the satin, and the fur edging rubbed over mygarter belt and stockings. I could see the pink boots which squeezed mystockinged ankles. But it was my expression that fascinated me.Startled eyes lined heavily in. I smiled back at her and brushed my hand over her long blonde hair and over her neck. She blushed a little and her smile grew bigger as I moved closer and closer to her and finally put my arm around her waist. Slowly I pulled her to me until our bodies were almost touching, her lips were so close to mine and as I bent my head the to kiss her she had parted her lips a little and to my surprise, she kissed me back and put her arms around my neck. I closed my arms around her body and enjoyed the. Her mother smiled and leant forward and French kissed her daughter."There," her mother said, "your first taste of another woman. Did you like it?" That felt good. Do you think I have nice breasts?" Karen unbuttoned her top and removed her bra. Her mother began licking her lips as soon as her daughter's breasts came into view."They are wonderful!" Proclaimed her mother, and slipped her finger inside her mouth and rubbed it around her nipples."Ooo that's nice, mmm..." she laughed. Placing her. Thankfully Michael called me last night. He said it was because he wanted to hear my sexy voice, but I think he just misses me. The train is finally pulling into the station, and Paris is inches away. I’m ready to explore the city a little, eat something rich and decadent, drink wine with lunch, and whatever else tourists do. And of course, I want to get ready for a very special date tonight. Michael promised to Skype with me tonight, at least that’s what he said last night. “I miss your face,.