She threw the thong at me, and wiped it on my face..."you see i'm already wet for you" she said. she took off her tank top, and luckily she wasn't wea...ing a bra. "now you owe me one. She sat on my face with her hands on the wall. "lick my tight little pussy, you sick pervert" I loved the taste I licked her up and down. I licked her clit in circles, until she nearly screamed. She bit my finger so she wouldn't yell to loud. I felt her body tremble as her cum gushed down my face... "Are you. She regularly logged into the writer's forum to check if he was online, but to no avail.A month later, Meg found herself back at the writer's retreat, for the next installment in the set of writing weekends. Arriving the evening before classes commenced, Meg took full advantage of the swimming pool and spa before eating dinner alone and having an early night. She fell asleep dreaming of her mystery man, only to be woken later by the sound of items being moved around her suite. She slowly opened. "You're really going to marry him?" We're ring shopping this weekend. Finding one for him, and resizing mine." She pinched the skin near her knuckle. "His mother's fingers are smaller than my chubby mitts." Making it official official." We need each other. Jed and I." I've said it before: Jed is a lucky man." I'm a fortunate lady myself, Will." Two new partnerships in such a short time. Actually, three, counting your joint venture with Hayes and her Pixie-Bob operation. Having your cake and. She gave me her number. The exchange had taken maybe all of ten seconds. We both breathed out a little, relieved that we had got the deed done before the world’s greatest genius got back from peeing. Just a little too late, Jeff decided to re-assert his ownership of Margaret (and I have no doubt that is how he thought of it); he emerged from the bar and came over to sit down between us. It didn’t matter now – Margaret and I had connected and Jeff was way behind the curve. I looked over at my.