"I didn't know how to respond to what she said. I wasn't certain whatshe actually meant by, "or something." That she was stroking me withher fingern...ils outside of my panties didn't help matters any.Tugging at the hem of my baby-doll, Grace pulled me down to the floor ofher balcony. Acquiescing to her pull, I sat at her feet sipping mydrink. Grace leaned back in her chair and relaxed. She let her legsstretch out and fall open. I was able to see her crotch and could seethat she, too, was. I smiled and started kissing her pussy. She puffed in excitement. She closed her eyes and was simply enjoying. I kissed and then I started to lick her pussy. I slowly opened her pussy and inserted my tongue inside. She shivered like anything and was moaning, “Hmmmm. Yesssss.. Ittt feeelsssss soooo goooddd, Nikkkkhhiillllll..Yes.. Deepppeer.”I was simply enjoying her moans and it encouraged me to keep on licking and finally, I started to suck it. Vaishali was leaking continuously and I tasted. She didnt want to forge an identity for me or herself. So the most plausible option would be claiming. Yet claiming wasnt the same as having her name and mine on a piece of paper. Mother and son, wife and husband. Do their separate things during the day. Come home at night. Then make love. One day, while we were sitting the living room, watching TV, she brought up a completely new topic. We should go visit my Mom, she said. Michelle? I asked, Why? (Its also important to note here, we never. I didn't look terrible at all. There I was,dressed head to toe in sexy lingerie and totally owning it. And evenworse, I was posing like any model would, how the hell had I evenlearned to pose like that? I thanked myself for having positioned thecamera to hide my face.I started admiring the images, finding each post to be sexier than thelast. This outfit looked incredible on Felicia, but even better on me.Even the push up bra had found a way to lift up my little titties intosomething.