I slowly took in her whole body. My mind painting a picture of her lying on her belly, her ass raised up, moaning and writhing on her bed, pinned by m...y cock.I quickly moved behind her, my arms encircling her until my hands could cup her luscious breasts. They were soft and warm. I pinched her nipples between my fingers, making them stand at attention. I nuzzled her neck and tickled her with light kisses.“If you don't stop that, I'm going to fuck you right here in the kitchen. Now pour us a. After a shit-shower-shave routine I just finished brushing, flossing, and dressing when I heard a knock on my door. I answered it to see Missy standing there, sleepy eyed."Can I make you breakfast Dean? My Mommy said I could sometime. What would you like?" She said cutely."You sure can. How about toast and coffee?" I'm not loud to touch the coffee machine, but Gramma can get that for you. C'mon." She said holding up her hand for me to take.We took a few steps and she said "Mommy was s'posed to. He wasn’t sure what to do. As far as he knew, he and Samantha were the only ones left in the building, and on top of that he had a raging hard-on. Stacey went back out into the meeting room, and his cock slowly began to deflate. A few minutes later, Samantha walked in. Her face was still slightly flushed from the pleasure she’d given herself, and Stacey thought she looked even lovelier than she usually did. Stacey gazed at her, not sure what to do or say. ‘Are we the last ones here, Stacey?’. A T-shirt, jeans, andthat's it. That's all you had to think about."That's all I WANTED to think about, but I didn't voice the thought."Didn't you ever like to draw or paint when you were younger? Inodded. Well, think of your body as a canvas. What endless, wonderfulopportunities you're going to have for self-expression now. Just begrateful you're never going to need a Brazilian wax; this body isgoing to be much lower maintenance than a genuine female body."I really wanted to ask her why it's.