She was actually kissing me.As our lips parted, another nice slow song came on. She just pulled me out of the booth. As I followed her to the little s...ot where we danced, I was sure her skirt was shorter. It was now about halfway up her thigh. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me close. I reached for her back and felt her waist. There was a little roll, where she had rolled the skirt up some. She just giggled when she felt me do it.Then she lowered one hand and took my hand in. The fiery sensation and passion of Calyndi's lust had made the woman aware of what had been so helplessly missing from her life, and that realization had reduced her to a quivering mess of despair.Calyndi felt pity for the woman. But pity wasn't going to quell the throbbing between Calyndi's legs. Neither was sitting atop a stone creature on the side of a building. Her eyes strayed once again to Devin's graveyard. If she was willing to succumb to his power, she could find release beyond. Suddenly I felt her pussy clamp down on my finger and then rapidly open and close again and again and again. Each contraction was accompanied by a silent shudder that forced her torso up like she was doing crunches in the gym. Her mouth gaped as she expelled air silently and then took a deep inhale and a quick exhale. Her hands grabbed her breasts to pinch her nipples in an effort to extend the sensations that had racked her body. She collapsed and lay silent, chest heaving. “Feel better?” I. Trying to get you to let me see you dressed as my other Mum; that was amission in itself! You got over the hard part of telling me, although Ihad already guessed - you were not as good at hiding it as you thoughtyou had been.When you did show me your other side to me, not just telling me aboutyour dressing but actually letting me see, you were attractive in astrangely masculine way - well, it was difficult not to see my Dad inthis woman.The clothes were sedate, not flamboyant and suited you,.