Benson’s he’s a cool guy.”“You know Mr. Benson?”“Sure I know him mom. He’s been our neighbor forever.”“I mean are you friends with h...im?”“Sure. I help him with stuff from time to time and he has showed me some things.”“What kind of stuff did you help him with?”I helped him get that thing off of the roof just yesterday, don’t you remember and I’ve helped him move some stuff to his shed from his garage and he showed me some things he made out of leather and said he would show me how to make. My eyes feast upon your pink nipples; those are a pair of puffy pasties presented by you for me to taste on their coarse texture.I open my mouth to take your right nipple. My lips brush over the entire areola and I purse my mouth to pull on the puffy teat. The salty nipple slips out of my mouth in forced suction. I turn to your left boob and take the nipple into my mouth. Like its counterpart, the nipple slips out through my sucking lips adding to the same taste of your salt.I lash out my. "Thank you, Honey. I'm so glad you thinkso." She caressed her hair and leant forward and softly kissed her girl onthe lips. She could feel Sharon tremble in her arms. "Since Daddy is away on business, would you like to watch a videotonight, just us girls?" Sharon quickly agreed and that evening the twosnuggled together on the couch under a pretty comforter. Carolyn hadturned down the thermostat, in the hopes that Sharon would cuddle evencloser than usual. Her mother's arms around her. ‘I have this onefriend. I’ve known him since high school. He’s a really nice guy, and reallycute too. I think you two would really hit it off.’ ‘Sure,’ I said. ‘What the hell. Maybe I’ll even get lucky.’ That Friday night I was sitting in a private booth in the back of Tomaso’sawaiting my date. Soon after my arrival, a seemingly shy man pulled up to mytable in an electric wheelchair. Angelahadn’t mentioned that part. ‘ Paul ?’ I asked. ‘That’s me. You must be Iris .’His voice was surprisingly.