I felt the top of her slit, knowing that her clit was probably already exposed, craving touch. I parted my fingers and slid them down either side of h...r slit, trying to avoid contact with her clit. I didn't want her to have that much right away, but wanted to tease her some more, first, to build up the anticipation.Accompanying the incredible heat I found was a considerable amount of fluid. She was very wet, very ready for penetration. I slid my fingers inward, lightly pinching her labia. " Would you read it to me?" I never read it out loud. It has the voice in my head of Father. I remember his voice: kind of deep and resonant like when he spoke the earth would shake like Zeus and his thunder." He had a wonderful voice. I like yours too." Hers had a deepness with sort of a subtle tremolo as if a higher tone somehow overlapped it. Slightly roughened, it could be cigarettes or singing. She didn't smoke.She read the note."Sweet Melinda ("If he could see me now, he'd change that. Now I could clearly see the blue bra and the tops of her breasts. She leaned her head back."mmm, what are you doing? What dirty thoughts do you have?" I see a vision in a mirror." One more button. The blouse was open. She let it slip from her shoulders. I continued kissing her bare skin, her neck, her shoulders. My hands followed the contours of her sides, down to her hips, back to her butt, around to the front, feeling warmth between her legs."Oh, Oh Tim"I slid her shorts down taking her. I had a small functional kitchen and she went into it. She asked me if I would like anything specific to eat. In my mind I said “Yes ma, your cunt” but aloud I said “Anything you want to cook is ok Ma”. She came out again and opened the refrigerator to see what was inside. I lapped my head, because I had forgotten to hide my bottle of whiskey which was in the refrigerator. “What is this?” she asked “You drink?”. I put my head down and said nothing and thankfully she let it go at that. But there.