I said you aren't doing anything but cumming. He looked a little more interested and I said look, I'll start and at any time you feel uncomfortable yo...u say stop, I've leave and you'll never see me again. After another minute of saying "I don't know", I told him to turn his legs towards me, he moved one over spreading them and I put my hand right on his crotch and said just let...and he said stopped me and said nothing but "ok."I knelt and told him to take his pants down off one leg and leaned. ’ She didn’t want him thinking that she was trying to get a free ride out of him. Michael half smiled. ‘ No, it’s really not. You see…’ again, he was cut off. ‘No…it is. 3 hours is too far.’ He wasn’t going to argue. ‘Well, my idea isn’t even possible, so I’ll forget that.’ She could tell he wanted her to ask. She considered not giving him the pleasure, but she knew that she was in desperate need of some help. Whatever that help could be. ‘It can’t hurt to at least hear it. What’s your idea?’. He plays with my pussy under the table the whole time. After dinner we head down 95 to the casino for the show. Al B. Sure came on first. He was all right. Tony Tony Tony then came on. At some point I had my legs crossed leaning into him with his arm around me playing with my pussy again. I don’t know how this nigga pulled this shit off but he had the nigga on the other side of me playing with it too while his girl was right there. This shit got me so wet I could smell my own pussy before the. She was careful not to let me see her breastfeeding again. But the rapturous feeling of sucking on that tit never left me. Maybe that's what drove me to desire her so over the years.Susan (my mother's name) did have nice breasts—she eventually told me they were 32C-as well as the nice body to go with them. Always the athletic type, she kept more or less trim during her lifetime. Perhaps because of her small-boned body and lack of height—she was maybe all of 5'6"—that she never weighed over 110.