I took the liberty of sitting down on the bed watching her response. With my now empty hand and no objection from her I laid it on her leg and complim...nted her on her well-kept body sliding my hand up and down waiting to hear a objection. The only response was an incredibly quiet moan of pleasure. Adjusting her position only slightly, unknowing she expose herself even more and I knew either I was going have to leave the room or…She solved my dilemma by gently taking me by the wrist and guiding. I brushed casually at my cheek, picking up a hair that had been glued there by some residual semen; I was fairly sure it was Bill's. I rubbed it discreetly along my lip, hoping there was a remaining trace of gloss somewhere, and then let the hair fall into the decorative candle sitting in the small glass on the table.For once, my luck was good, and I scored a direct hit. There was just a momentary trace of that familiar incense smell as it vaporized, unnoticed by any of the others. Take that,. He kissed the inside of one thigh and lightly nibbled the other side. He continued this all the way up her thigh until he reached her pussy. He slid a finger inside of her and pulled it out. “My aren’t we wet?” He said as he examined his glossed finger he tasted her juices and the dove straight in. He let his tongue find her clit and waited for her reaction to the direct. Shaking her head, she stepped once more toward the stairs, but that also brought her a little closer to Donald as well and the scent (and sight) grabbed her attention again. The tiny bead had grown to a large droplet, and Gracie licked her lips, imagining what it might taste like. Her next step took her not closer to the stairs, but to Donald, who still gave no hint that he noticed her actions.Soon, Gracie was just scant feet away from him, staring at the tiny rivulet of pre-cum slowly tracing.