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She noticed and said, “Prizm.” “Huh?” “Prizm, my perfume, its called Prizm.” “Oh, its very sexy smelling,” I said, and then caught myself. “I mean it smells very nice.” “I heard you the first time,” she snapped back sexily. “I’m sorry, I should have chose my words more carefully” “No!” she said, “I think its very flattering for an older guy to think I smell sexy.” “Do you really think I smell sexy Mr. C.?” “Well, to be honest, yeah, I mean who wouldn’t think so, your perfume is simply intoxicating.” She looked at me with glassy eyes that now showed a sexy droop to them. Bedroom eyes, is what came to mind. Oh, what was I doing, I’m a married man and this is one of my daughter’s dearest friends. I remember way back when, she was one of the teenage girls that indian would come to my daughter’s sleepover parties and sit up giggling and carrying on all night. I never paid any attention to them though, hell, they were just teenagers. But now, here was one of them all grown up, a REAL woman. Her body has shape, curves that went in all of the right directions. Her breasts were large and full; I couldn’t help but imagine how firm they must be. Why, I bet her nipples have an upward point to them and giggle in just the right way when she’s fucked nice and hard. “Wake up!” I told myself. These impure thoughts were creating quite a panic in my pants now and I just knew she would notice. Snapping me back to reality I heard her say, “Mr. C, I really turn you on, don’t I?” Oh my God, she was staring right at my crotch and my cock was as hard as a log. “I’m sorry Jessica, I guess my mind got to wandering and, and, well I’m sorry.” “Please don’t be sorry, it’s very flattering.” “In fact, I’ve always been turned on by older men, I mean mature guys, the guys my age act like idiots and don’t even know how to flatter a girl.” With those words said, she leaned into me and pressed her young lips against mine. I froze, not knowing how to react. She pulled back from me and looked hungrily into my eyes and then tried putting her lips on mine again. This time I didn’t hesitate, I kissed her back. Her tongue parted my lips and slid into my mouth. It was firm, warm and wet; it tenderly touched mine and swirled around it with passion. Despite knowing it was wrong, he couldn’t help himself and had taken a light pink lace boyshorts indian from Sarah’s dirty laundry. I could feel Bonnie's eyes burning into my groin when she answered, "No, I'm not married. You have a brother, right?” Just relax and try to move towards me.” She was shaved at her middle. Inspectors also look for a federal meat inspection stamp, and if there is none, we give them one.” There were a lot of people at the tables and a bunch standing around the bar. “Yeah… they’re fuckin’ awesome! Finishing up, we started rinsing each other off with a sensual touch. I was told to stay where l was and she came back with wipes to begin cleaning the sticky mess, Silvia was thorough with her cleaning she exposed the head of my cock and gave that a good wipe, next she wiped my shaft and right under my balls, once l was cleaned to her satisfaction, l was kissed on the forehead and told l was a good boy. She takes the shampoo and washes my hair. She even licked the creature's balls! I licked and lapped around my fingers buried in her spasming twat. I’ll take care of you.