My underwear is pushing my breasts upwards, my nipples are huge and erect. I unbutton my top slowly, looking at you, our eyes meeting and not moving a...way from each, you watch as I slowly unbutton myself, trailing a finger down my cleavage. I put my finger in my mouth and suck, watching your reaction. You have your cock in your hand as you start to masturbate yourself. You make a move towards me but I put my hand up, instructing you to stay where you are without making a sound.My top is off. I also showed him how to translate letters into pictures and then link the pictures together to remember how to spell words he was having trouble with. For example, picture "c" as the sea, "a" as an ape, and "t" as a golf tee. In order to remember how to spell "cat," visualize a cat being carried out of the sea by an ape. Then visualize the ape setting the cat upon a golf tee, perhaps in preparation of smacking it back into the sea. If one can make up a story to fit the visualization, so much. I never even accepted the friend request.I freshened up and got there at 6:50PM. Sasha came to the door in baggy sweat pants and a tank top. The top of the sweats were rolled over making it appear they would fall off her curvy hips any moment. Her belly button was so inviting with a teasing hint of a frontal goodie trail. Damn she smelled good too.She turned and walked away from the door leading me though a foyer. Of course my eyes immediately went down to her ass. There's nothing like an ass. After our separation our sex life really took off. She loved to have the control to dress me and take me like a bitch. she would get me on my knees and tell me to suck her cock (we had many strap ones) she would hold the back of my head fucking my mouth telling me how good of a cock sucker I was and how much she would love to see me suck a man’s cock and to suck it together. She would pull it out of my mouth and make me beg to suck it. Usually she had me wear some lingerie and thigh high.