Then his lips reach my collarbone and they close over it. I feel a scrape of teeth – feel them rasp against my kin and bone and I can’t help press...ng closer. His tongue touches me as he gives my skin a gentle suck and I catch my breath. Yeah, that’s why I was letting a stranger do this to me. His hand on my chin flattens itself against my cheek and I feel his thumb brush against my lips, feeling their texture even as they part and his finger dips in slightly. God, it was the most erotic thing. ” She said while hugging me. I returned the greeting and brace-fully hugged her back firmly, smelling her sweet perfume of which I cannot describe. A sort of cinnamon. Emily is about five foot eight, with long brunette hair down that came down to just beyond her shoulder. She had greenish eyes and an athletic body. She was a gymnast, with lovely 34D's which I had the pleasure of holding many a time. I loved her a lot. It was a rocky start to the relationship due to interfering individuals, but. It was nearly midnight when she folded her last bit of laundry and put it away. Then she sat in front of the TV and switched it on. There was nothing on the three channels they could get since she shut the cable off. Money had been so tight over the last year and with Russ being laid off things had only gotten worse. She hit the off button on the remote and stared at the dark screen.The man that she thought she knew, this man that she had loved was a complete stranger to her. He was father to. Whatever it is, the petite woman in my lap was changing my views. She darted back and forth from one breast to the over. She would plunge her face between them, then slide her head down so she could lick under them and even kiss the top of my tummy. Then she was pushing my breasts together so she could go back and forth from one dark chocolate nipple to the other. She licked, she kissed, I even felt her teeth scraping my nubbins.I was enjoying the attention so much I grunted in protest when she.