The brownie’s fingers probed and rubbed with equal skill. The tickle of the skin-to-skin contact from the magically sticky brownies riding her breas...ts increased to something akin to a vibration. The same phenomenon tantalized her nipples from the brownie’s slippery walls.Prinna let out a gleeful moan, and locked her lips over Stephanie’s clit.Stephanie cried out in primal bliss and writhed in the grass. Her fingers clawed into the sun-warmed soil. She ascended higher, and higher, always feeling. “You’ve become an expert on the ‘hostess’ industry, eh? So, how’s tricks?”“You want to know what’s going on?” she scowled at me.“What did you find out, Riley? You know I’m all ears.”“All except the part that’s eyes.” She grinned, but she didn’t shift her provocative pose. “These girls are smart cookies. I’ve learned about several of them over the past few days talking to Cinnamon and then with Angel. Did you know that Cinnamon is a marketing director at a local pharmaceutical corporation?. A couple months after Jack moved out, I was feeling so dejected I couldn't stand it. Sometimes all I wanted to do was sleep, other times I couldn't fall asleep if my life depended on it. The time I spent with my father was the only bright spots in my days.It was on one of those nights I couldn't fall asleep and all I could do was toss and turn, my mind in turmoil over my desolation, that I knew I needed human companionship at that instant. There was only one person I could turn to; the one. You run over to see if he is OK. The smell of his sweat sends shivers up your spine. Your nipples become hard and your breathing comes short, you touch his back to comfort his pain and shoots of pleasure run up your hand. He turns towards you his hand is bleeding so you play nurse and bandage his hand. You walk him to the couch. Taking his hand in yours you feel his strength and wonder what it would be like for him to touch your body. After you bandage his hand he leans over and kisses.