It snowed all evening, again, and I have an early meeting in the morning. I’m not a morning person so I can’t wait until morning to shovel the dri...veway – it will end up with me rushing late for work. “I had to watch Kimmel…! and now I’m stuck shoveling this late. Grr.” So be it. I was already in my nightgown, a rather short one. It barely covers my ass but it’s my favorite one, baby blue and with a thin white lace ribbon holding the flimsy material up. The gown always makes me feel all. Increasingly these days, Eddie's brainwaves ran through his gonads on their way to wherever they eventually ended up.Eddie got the couch. Patsy Fischer, pouting, slept alone in her bedroom, and I got to sleep with Emmy. Maybe a good time wasn't had by all, but Emmy and I did OK.Unlike my sober-sided little brother and my gentlelady neighbor, Ms. Washington, Patsy was not above teasing Emmy unmercifully, the first morning after our arrival."I almost called the cops!" she told Emmy. "I thought he. ” I also handed her a mirror so she could see what I was doing. I gave her tummy a cute little kiss as I moved between her thighs. Taking an eyeliner, I drew in the pubic hair above her clit a heart shape. From the bag I produced and electric trimmer. Flipping it on with a buzz, I went carefully to work, trimming away the excess inside the heart, then taking out an electric razor for the finish, removing the hair outside the lines, leaving the lovely heart shape. As I trimmed and shaved, I. I become so absorbed in what I’m doing, I’m moaning myself, and don’t want to stop. His hands are in my hair, holding me in place, and I can tell, that just for a second, whatever plans he had, he’s tempted to let me take him, to come in my mouth and let me drink him in. With one last thrust, he pulls away. He then throws me bodily on the bed, face down, and I can hear him breathing hard. I’m not a slight woman, and his sheer strength takes my breath away. I look over my shoulder, and the look.