As usual, as soon as I opened my mouth I started putting my foot in it. I told Fiona how well I slept with her, which made it sound, well, a little ex...licit. She giggled like it was nothing, though, and said it was the same for her. Then she got up and asked me for help with something. Of course I wanted to help her, after everything she’d done for me.She picked up a pair of pretty noticeably crusty socks from under her bed. They looked like the ones she had worn the day before. Then she told. In a flash she put her hands around my neck and we kissed.it was tentative at first,then fiercely,our tongue in&out of our mouth,my hand fondling hard her firm breasts.without warning she dropped to hr knees,took my throbbing six incherout, kissed on the red knob.looking at me she slowly,teasingly bit me, flicked with her tongue and engulfed me in her small mouth.it was the best blow jobi gottill then.she squeezeed my balls to the point of pain making my excitement fade.As i pulled her upshe. ”“I understand that ownership transfers at death.”He croaked out a meager “Yes.”“Well I just saved you from a likely death. So we can either settle up on the cost for that or I can arrange for a simpler exchange.” I pushed the point in a little to keep his attention.“I have invested heavily in that one.”“You don’t believe my letting you live is a fair exchange?”“Oh, I see your point, feel it too. Fair, yes quite fair indeed given the alternative.”“I thought you might feel that way. I would. Front clasp, Jackpot!Her breasts were full but firm. I brushed my thumb over one pebbled bud, my breath surging in my throat as she arched into me, uninhibited, throwing off erotic heat like a furnace.She was liquid in the movements, undulating and arching into my touch. With a low, breathy moan, she opened her legs to me and moved my hand down to where she wanted me. She clamped her thighs together, holding me there when I hesitated to touch her on my own.It was too hard to resist.I brushed my.