Tina, a name that will be with me, in fantasies, for a long time. There are those sensual beauties , that are so breathtaking to one, attributes that ...so closely mirror inner fetishes, that they become lifetime fantasies. Before Tina, none stayed with me in erotic memories for very long, fading into the deep recesses of my memories. Her body so matches everything Ive ever sought in the body of a woman. The sight of her makes my pulse race so. My core fetish, adult breastfeeding, has found. Drink this. It'll make ya' feel better." Irene stated. Mary looked up at the older woman. "What is it?" she asked. Irene, gave Mary her sweetest smile. "Somethin I fixed ta make ya relax. Drink it, an' this ole storm won't bother ya any more. You'll go ta sleep, an feel like a new woman when ya wake up. We'll take GOOD care of ya'. It might still be a little hot, so take the first sip an' check it. Then, if it's cool enough, drink it all down." Mary tasted it. "NOT BAD!" She chugged the rest of. My knees buckle, and if not for his grip on my hips, I would have collapsed. Desire burns in his eyes as he stands in front of me. Frantically he pulls the top of my tankini to expose my left breast. Grabbing it with his hand, he feeds the nipple into his mouth, and sucks hungrily on it. "OOOhhhh, please, don't stop." I begin to shudder and use my hands to clasp his head to my breast. His tongue circles my aereola, and then flicks my nipple. My hips move into his, and the contact with his. Feeling inspired, she went through each drawer of the desk and her purse just as discriminatively. What were all of these lipsticks all in the same color? She only needed one of each color, some nice, dark, sexy ones to set off her luscious lips just right. Could she remember to get everything she needed the next time she went shopping? Barbara started a list, just to be sure she wouldn’t forget. There was just one more drawer to go when the phone rang again. ‘Hello? This is the Palm Tree Inn.