The ceiling fan was turning full blast and the cool air blew over her body, especially her breasts and she felt her nipples react in accordance to the...cool air blowing over the tips of them. As the cool air chilled them, she felt the sting of a spasm hit her and she tightened the rubbery walls of her love passage upon his rigid member, squeezing him, feeling him all around inside. Her labial lips engorged around him, she felt herself in a sexual heaven.He grunted as he felt her tight grip upon. Landon, usually a pragmatist, encouraged Emily to leave first and he’d join her downstairs in a few minutes. Emily smirked at his plans- in light of how he’d behaved the last time they’d been together in his office. Landon shrugged, admitting, ‘It’s how I am.’ Emily made sure to lean over to show Landon something he might want to plan to see later. Landon’s eyes got that look that sent chills through her entire body. The look that either meant he could see right into her soul or that he could. She sang less and the songs were of loss and sorrow, sung with such sadness and agony I had a lump in my throat. Her remarkable voice expressed such haunting it made me go cold. And even the beauty, the perfect clarity of her voice, couldn’t overcome my fear for her. I was afraid she’d slipped into depression and I’d never hear her laugh again, and that thought both saddened and worried me endlessly.As her fourteenth birthday approached, I wrestled with what to get her. It couldn’t be music. It. I didn't expect you justnow." "I'm sorry. Am I disturbing you and the Doctor.?" "Of course not, darling. It's Wednesday. Doctor's day on the golfcourse, you know. Come on, let's go upstairs," I motion her ahead of me. I follow her up the stairs to my bedroom. I muse, "Her ass certainly iscute in those little bike shorts and top. I wonder if they come offeasily. They seem painted on her body." When we arrive at the bedroom, "Mrs. Adams, you've redecorated! It's sobeautiful. Look how big.