Lainey has already been paddled over the end of a sofa or chaise lounge." Oh, does Lainey need a cuddle?" Hmmm, yes and more please!" Why don't you ta...e your top off? So, I can cuddle your titties while I spoon you. Doesn't a good spooning go better when I can caress your breasts too? There now... has my little Lainey been lonely?" Yes, I miss you terribly at times." You do! And haven't you had any other company to keep you amused? Sounds like you had a bit of a date last night! Were you. Take all you want, Honey.” I began gingerly suckling, teasing by flicking the ducts with my curled tongue. A small bowl of warm, wet, tantalizing affection, capturing the few rivulets she’d begged from her own flesh and swallowing greedily. I spent maybe five or ten minutes on & off each breast to prevent myself from making Valerie too sore to let my baby boy Derek take his rightful share. She stood up, tucked her emptied breasts back in to her clothes and knelt between my legs, her fingers. " my mother promised. I didn't believe this for a minute. She would drown before she would admit she was wet, and I was right. "How about this," I suggested. "Put your feet up on your chair, right next to your butt." She complied with some uncertainty, but it had the effect of pointing her pussy directly at my face and stretching her bikini underwear tightly over top of it. I wasn't certain women got wet enough to make their panties wet, but it was a better hedge than "trust me"."I'm going to. This woman had brought me back and it was time for me to spend the rest of my life thanking her. I didn’t expect what happened next to — well, to happen. I can’t drink, but Felicia enjoyed the champagne — a little too much or maybe, just enough. I took her home in the limo and made sure she got in safely. From that moment on, all bets were off. I was about to leave when she called my name. I spun around and I know I was sober, yet would have sworn I was not. My head was spinning. The ‘nerdy.