‘I mean, I don’t mean anything bad. I don’t know why he never showed you off. I mean, an eighteen year old boy with…’ ‘No offense taken, M.... Hazlette,’ Enrica interrupted me. ‘Perhaps he didn’t want your competition.’ She smiled seductively. ‘At seventy-three…’ I responded. ‘Mr. Hazlette,’ interrupted Jimmy. ‘Please make the next left and then you can let me out anywhere near a sidewalk, okay?’ ‘Yes sir, Jimmy,’ I responded. Wheelchair out. Jimmy out. Back in the car. ‘Which direction, Enrica?’. The sensual touch made my pussy clench. Her fingers reached the panties I wore. I shuddered, my big boobs shaking from side to side. “You’re so sexy, Mommy.”She hooked the waistband of my panties and pulled them down my body. She drew them down my flesh. I shuddered as they rolled off of me. They were such a wicked thing do feel. They rolled off my butt and then spilled down my legs. Her lips kissed at my rump, moving around my plump asscheeks.I bit my lip, moaning at her soft smooches while I. Baker had gotten of the desk and made me sit down while she gave me a raunchy strip tease. She slowly removed her bra and gave me my first glimpse of her breast, gosh they were great. I was about to grab them and suck on them, but I waited until she finished her strip tease. She then took my hands and placed them on her sides, and told me to take her skirt off; I did not waste a second, and yanked them off, revealing a white lacy thong to match her bra. I almost came in my pants right there,. ’ I put my arms around her again, her breast pushing against my cheek. ‘Men are pigs sometimes. I know this sounds weird, but sometimes I wish I didn’t need them. Sometimes I wish I could just be with women instead.’ My nipples hardened and my pussy grew damp. I couldn’t help myself anymore. I pulled her close to me and kissed her.She kissed me back, pulling me closer to her. Then she pushed me away. ‘Sorry, Becky. This is wrong! You’re my best friend!’‘And you’re my dream girl.’‘Oh my god!’.