” I invited. Sally sat in my lap, kissed me, and took Nancy from me into her arms. “Jo, a few hours ago I thought my baby was dying, I was in ho...rrible pain, homeless and desperate, and I’d been starving for days. I’d been rudely propositioned dozens of times on the street in the last week, and I didn’t know how much longer I could hold out without having to prostitute myself to eat and survive, so I could feed her. I didn’t know if I could even keep my baby if we both lived. You’re offering. . LIKE CLOVES WITH CINNAMON... I FONDLED HIS HEAD AND KISS HIM ON HIS BEAUTIFUL MOUTH... WITH FRESH MINT FLAVOURED KISSES AND THE FLAVOUR OF THE CHOCOLATE IN MY MOUTH...HE STARTED GETTING HIS PANTS OFF VERY FAST AND TAKING HIS SHOES OFF WITH HIS FEET... I SAW HIM WITH HIS SHIRT AND SOME VERY NICE JOCKSTRAP... THAT FUCKING GUN... WOW...! AND THOSE BIG BALLS... HE STEPPED IN A CHAIR AND PUT HIS BULGE IN FRONT OF ME... I STARTED TO MASSAGE IT WITH MY LIPS AND LOOKING AT ME... SAYING TO ME: COME ON. I reached into the medicine cabinet and pulled out ajar of Vaseline. He renewed his struggles at the firstsight of the little tub of lubricant, but he simplyhad no leverage.I slowly took a big dollop out with two fingers, infront of his face. "Trust me, honey, you will *need*this."He understood that it could be a long night withoutany lubrication. He would save his fight for later,but he knew this part was necessary. Little did heknow, there wouldn't be a later."Such a pretty little ass on my. Her question was like bait that couldn’t be resisted. Ken catalogued every microscopic part of her body, but started to talk about learning to fly, the costs, and the skills she’d need to study and develop.Rachel pursued the subject with zeal, asking follow-up questions, and displaying great interest in Ken and his knowledge and experience. Subtly, she also led Ken into talking about his military career, his training, and then his schooling. The more questions she asked, the more intimacy the.