Oh, shit! C'mon, Ellie, we can jill off and..." You want me to tell you all the dirty details while you jill off imagining it's you under my Donny," s...e said accusingly."Well, I wouldn't put it that way," Margie said defensively.Knowing she had the upper hand, Ellie played her cards well. "What's in it for me?"Margie squirmed in place. Her mouth twisted into different shapes as she struggled to form her answer."Okay, okay! I'll do you! There, are you satisfied?"Ellie's grin was smug and. He indulged his obsession with Alison’s luscious body more than ever, and it excited her more than anything she could remember.With Charles spending long hours at his office running his business, often having meetings that went into the evening, Alison and Aiden had a lot of time to themselves.Alison stopped wearing bras when it was just her and Aiden at home. She took to wearing her most revealing tank tops and cropped T’s to make her son feel like he had a hot, loving lady always there for. He laughed again and said “I don’t know why that should be, after all Michael Angelo painted his cherubs in the nude”. “I can’t think of a suitable reply to that” I said and he continued “Do you still play the organ”. I said “Yes, I still deputise for friends who want the odd weekend off, but I’m not expecting you to still be head choir boy”. “That finished about a year later” he said “when my voice began to break, then after a few months I had a bit of a run in with one of the priests and I. ” “Hmmm.” “There are two strawberries left. Do you want one?” “Mmmm. Yes, please.” “Which one do you want? There’s one in your tummy button. And, one warming near your cunt.” “The one warming near my cunt.” My tongue laps up the chocolate, cream and berry juice, ignoring the tasty red berry in your tummy button. Down, down, down. My prize is another juicy red morsel between your legs. My lips and chin are covered with chocolate and cream. The berry slips deeper between your legs. My tongue.