I hugged her to me, kissed her forehead and asked her, “How are you feeling today, Miss Moore?” She stretched, yawned, and told me, “I’m hap...py to be alive and in your arms, Jack, but I am hungry!” That sounded like something I could relate to after three days of hospital food. I went to my bag and took out some clothes. “Give me a few minutes to shower, Sweetheart, and we’ll find you something to eat, then buy you some clothes.” I headed for the shower, taking a pistol with me.. I was. It was older men looking for younger women. Brenda’s guy bought her clothes and a new phone. Brenda was excited and told the girls about the app.Casey was very interested and jotted down the name of the app. When she got home, she checked out the app. Casey made a profile and put her name down as “Cheerleader Princess.” She wrote her hobbies and what she was looking for. She said she was eighteen and looking for an older man to buy her presents and treat her nice.She attached a sexy picture of. It was during these visits that I discovered how hot her body was. Plenty of braless down blouse shots. Up the leg of her shorts shots. And we flirted with each other. I would come home and have to take a cold shower. So one day I am over at her house and she was going to spray this bug killer spray on her plants. She had it a pump up sprayer and we were pumping it up. But could not get it to spray. She went to unscrew the top and the pressure inside the tank caused the toxic spray to soak. Now my hands move.. out of my own control they venture on your magnificent body, moving under your blouse slowly wandering from your flat stomach, trekking along your belly button I feel the cold metal or a rugged piercing. I cannot help myself but play with it for a moment rolling it in between my thumb and forefingers, you giggle at my pestering of the charm. I finally release it letting it rest in the spot of your button hole and my hands continue to rise up to that lustful mount atop your.