She stood over me, playing with herself for several minutes, tugging on her stringy pubes as I tried to regain my composure. It was my turn to return ...the oral favors, and there was nothing that I wanted more. The whole time she stared back at me with that crazy smile.Laurie pushed my head back and hovered over me, about to sit on my face. I licked my lips in anticipation as she spread her hairy labia apart, giving me an up close and personal view of her luscious pink vag. My good friend then. After calling her parents and promising them she would bring me for Christmas, she finally accepted my invitation to Thanksgiving at our home in Round Rock. Things progressed rapidly from there, and we were married after her graduation two years later.I had now risen up the ladder and was the chief architect for large business and industrial plant buildings. We were sought after by many builders for our skills in architecture, ecological designs, and customer relations.Sharon worked in a. " "I'm not that perfect," she insisted with a smile. "There was more than admiration in that look." Jack was afraid to reply. He was sure that if she wasn't perfect, she was nearly a perfect woman. She was everything that his wife had failed to become, and he could admire her for all that she was. He didn't trust himself to tell her that there was some lust in that look. The lust he felt for her now threatened to overwhelm his good sense. "Are you lusting me for who I am, or for what I. Lisa, you are very independent, and much more aware of who you are than I was. You forgave me for being a bitch for three years, and wished me well. That shows what a good person you are, much better than I was." You weren't that bad" said Lisa, but knowing it was a lie, and suspecting Sherri knew it too."I was, and Robert chastised me about it once. We were shopping, and I was getting some shoes, and was rude to the salesman. Robert leaned over after the man had left and told me that this man.