The pencil danced across the pages with the ease of a practiced proofer. As he made his "suggestions," he told her why he felt they needed to be made....She paid careful attention to his advice but never noticed the careful attention her editor paid to the gap in her shirtfront.He offered to buy them each another coffee. She suggested that she get it, because of his leg. While waiting for the overworked staff to make her cappuccino, she thought about what a sweet man he was and how guys her age. )Mom: Okay then.Me: Mom, can you dance with me as well?Mom: Lol dance? And in this position? Haha.Me: Yeah. You don’t need to get up my lovely mommy. Just move your body with the song beats.Mom: Haha. Okay then.I played an energetic party dance song. I started rubbing my tool in her ass with the beats. She too started to move her body in the beats. I hugged her more tightly and started to feel her shaky ass in my dick. I completely touched her ass with my dick and stopped my movement.She was. Her breasts rubbed against my arm and my cock swelled and oozed more. “Mmmm, can I have some of that?” “Of course you can.” I poured a cup for her and handed it to her. She was looking directly at my cock. “I like cream and sugar. Do you have any? Lot’s of cream!” she said licking her lips. “Oh, yeah. I didn’t even think about it, we both drink ours black.” “Where’s the sugar?” she asked bending over in front of me, opening the bottom cupboard. The T-shirt rode up exposing her ass and pussy. My. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address.---Sarah Carerra Book 3 - Concerto in A-By Megan Campbell(Released: August 27, 2012)Chapter 23 - The Death of InsanityWalking around the school's halls on Tuesday was a much better experience.Most of the students left me alone because they knew that the backstagepasses had been handed out. The few who kept pestering me for a pass wereannoying, but easily ignored. Eventually they realized that I wasn't handingout any more.