Feel my breath as I blow gently on your sweet clit. Oh, baby, you taste soooo good! Your juices are flowing now honey and they’re just as sweet as... Honey too. Delicious! My favorite desert!” I kept talking in a flowing, soft voice, almost a monotone. Telling her what my mind’s eye was seeing as I envisioned doing the very things I was saying. I knew she, by now, had her fingers deep inside her tight pussy, wiggling them hard to bring herself off. My woman is very sexual and has a. ” I had come to believe in the whole of Christian concepts regarding premarital concepts. In spite of my breaking off the relationship, Janet never stopped loving me or being with me. When we got back together and dated again when Tasha was 12, Janet confided to me that I was the only man who ever made her cry or really truly loved. She had felt we were meant to be family. In fact she only dated Tasha’s bio-dad because his size, shape and mannerisms reminded her of me. His personality at times. “Jacob controls all that? What am I, a puppet? I’m a little shy and I have a soft voice so sometimes no one hears me when I speak. But Jacob and I talk, like all the time. We both choose the music we do. We talk. I tell him about what would be appropriate for us to play. I tell him what I think about the National Service. I tell him which instrument he should learn next. I tell him how I feel about performing. I tell him my dreams and aspirations. I tell him how much I love him.” She paused and. I handed the panties to her, she told me to stand up and pull down my shorts. "You did a good job and so I decided I am going to let you cum now. I want you to put my panties to you face and drink in my vaginal scent, I am woman. "ewww that smell, can't you smell that smell" Why yes, yes I could Mr. Skynard and I am entranced. You keep right there, it's my turn now to take care of you." Once again, I felt her as she held my balls while rubbing my cock. I began to rut like a pig in her panties.