Pines, firs and oak branches whipped at the coach windows, fine ribbons of mist were parted with the carriages passing. McCreedy drew in the reins and...brought the horses to a trot as the road opened out into a large clearing. Wheeling around a cul-de-sac, the horses came to an impatient stop, invigorated by their exercise, with a stamping of hooves and the jingling of bits, their sides lathered with shining sweat despite the cold. They were drawn alongside an old hitching rail on the edge of. We used to write to each other what we wanted to do for our next adventure. really steamy and sexy shit, i miss all that. this one was never sent to her.you tell me to come by and to come in and make myself at home. i walk in your house through the back door and i can hear that you are in the shower. i peek in and see you rinsing off after being at the beach, you have on a sexy and tight black bikini that makes your sweet ass look so good. i surprise you by opening the shower door, and leaving. I hope it was just the alchol, the long period of abstinence and overall horniness rather than something sinister, but either way...I'm not walking too well this morning! ;)It started with me and two friends, Sara and Jenni, going to dinner at a pizza place -- its called the Rock and they cook the pizza in a giant wood oven or something made out of river rocks. Whatever, that's not the point. Sara and I have messed around in the past and I know she has messed around with Jenni, but Jenni and. Your blowjobs are messy and you don't hold back the spit as you slobber all over it. You are not ashamed one bit and you could go on forever, but I eventually have to stop you. At this point I'm usually as hard as you will ever see any cock be. I stand you up and bend you over sliding your panties off with one hand. You know what comes next. You reach behind and spread your cheeks as you wait in anticipation with a smile on your face. If it's one thing I'm proud of it would be my tongue skills.
Read MoreThe first was an antique leather-bound journal with a worn strap holding its covers shut, the second was a heavy envelope with my name, Melissa Gordon
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