.you sit down in front of the chair and pull it to you...your tongue licking up my thigh till you reach my slit...you tease it with your tonguesliding...between my lips to flick your tongue across my clit...I move trying to get closer to your mouth but you keep your tongue just close enough to lick across my clit...you stop and I don't feel you anymore...then I hear you come up behind me...your tongue licking along my ear...you whisper you'll be right back...I hear you walk away...I hear your. We played Isaac's music and showed a lot of Bernie's funniest clips. I wish you could have been here. Yeah, I have a busy life also." The club boss sighed. "It has been a long time since we last saw each other. I miss you too."Clarke tuned out the conversation and turned back to the television. Doug is way too close to that girl, he thought. The way he'd tell it, she's just another celebrity who put her autographed picture over his bar. She's just one of dozens of famous good-looking women who. " C-can I f-fuck you, Aunt Betsy?" Jack stuttered, sounding like anything but the macho stud he was supposed to be."Don't just ask," Betsy shot back, arching her spine so her tits thrust out, the nipples rigid. "Just do it, stud!"Jack's hand dropped to his swollen fly and he discovered that his zipper had already been forced down by his straining boner. Then, when he barely touched the snap, his pants popped open all the way."Navy have a shortage of underwear?" Betsy teased when she saw he. He let me know that he was dissatisfied with the work I was doing in school. He got me a tutor, and when I didn't improve, he fired the tutor, and sat with me every night while I did my homework. This went on until I started hanging around the used car lot. My grandmother wasn't pleased when I came home with grease on my clothes, but it suited my granddad fine. We had something in common, cars, and if I didn't show up at his lot when he thought I should be there, he actually came looking for.