“We go back to normal, you and me,” he answers.“I mean with us,” she corrects.“Whatever you want,” he says, breathing heavily.“What do y...u want,” she asks, her heart aching to hear the words.“I want you always,” Trent answers, afraid he just made a mistake.“Then I guess we had better enjoy the reversal of our roles,” Thea says, grinning. She leans in and this time their tongues intertwine.Reluctantly, Thea pulls away. Wordlessly she goes about pulling off Trent’s clothes, including his. “Yeah,” he said, pulling to a stop.“Did you work Friday, week before last?”“Yeah. I work every weekend.”“Did you remember seeing a white van parked back here, late that night?”“You know what, I do. Normally, I see so many cars I couldn’t tell ya who was parked here ten minutes ago; but that van was sitting there for, like, an hour. Even after we were closed. I remember when I took out the trash, I saw it and was like ‘Dude, did someone just leave their van here overnight?’”“That’s. I was awed by how beautiful her house was and how spacious every living space was. Her dining room had a huge wooden oak table with flower carvings on it with matching oak chairs to go with the table. I praised on the beauty of the items in her house with an air of awe and amazement.“Of course my dear, I choose the best items and accommodation for me. That includes you,” she answered as she cheekily winked and giggled. I flustered at her statement, my face flushed in red. She gestured at me to. To hell with this I pulled out of her mouth and stripped her out of her robe, picked her up and tossed her onto the bed .She landed with her feet in the air and her legs wide open. Before they could close them I dove between them and face planted my self between her legs. And reached up grabbed a hold of her well formed 34 C tits. Ummm they felt and she tasted wonderful. The instant my tongue touched her clitoris she began to spasm and jerk with one climax after another.Maybe I made the wrong.