With her body not quite totally down from the recent high, the waves of hunger and desire, long time dormant, were being awakened once again. He ran h...is tongue over her breasts, going back and forth from one to the other while he ran his hand up and down each inner thigh. Each time his hand ascended to her vagina, he would pause and lightly ring his finger around her outer lips. He reveled in the fact that his presence and actions had caused her juices to flow so freely. For the next hour or. Balancing two jobs, an aspiring writing career, family obligations, housecleaning, pet care and a trying social life left the young blonde with little time to think. In fact, it may well be the result of a very organized nature that she could manage at all. Even at that life can dish out some very unexpected moments.Julie's most challenging efforts came in the area of dating. Left to her own ways she would have forgone any attempt at a love life, in favor of a good rest period or a solid stint. You don't look too happy, what's wrong?"I gazed down at the pillow in my lap, pouting my lip, and gave a small shrug. "Nothing." A pause, a small sigh, an obviously faked weak smile. "How was your day, daddy?" Fine, sweetie..." He put down his briefcase and sat down next to me, putting a hand on my shoulder. "Hey, come on. Something's up. Talk to me, honey."I hung my head and clutched the pillow tighter. "I..." I paused, waited a few moments, and sighed again. "Never mind. I'm okay. Thanks. “Mmmm, I love your lips, love your tongue.” Donna tried.“Compliment Cutty on her clothing.”“You ... you are dressed so slutty, so hot...” Donna said.“ ... Ready to fuck...” Rebecca whispered, a finger entering Donna’s puckered asshole, while her other hand slipped underneath Donna’s short shirt, underneath the bra, straight to the nipple.“ ... So ... ready to fuck...” Donna said, as she as reluctantly returned her own gaze in the mirror.“ ... Like a whore.” Donna added with self-contempt.“You.