“What are you looking at Abs?” Britney scared Abby with her sudden appearance. Britney is a beautiful blue-eyed brunette who also works part-time ...nd is one of her closest girlfriends.“I’m looking at my future husband,” she stated bluntly, staring at Brad.“What? You’re shitting me Abs! You’re only fifteen!” Britney’s whisper exclaimed.“I know that sounds crazy but in five or so years we’ll be married, I just know it. The guy at table five,” she said, peeking at Brad again.Britney leaned against. I could see the paper flowing back through the crowd. All of them started reaching into purses to find a pen and soon all you could hear was the scribbling throughout the room. It was still startling to me how there were none of the conversations you'd normally hear in a crowd of people. I started walking around looking over peoples shoulders and quickly realized I needed to amend my request."Please do not write about me, or what you think I'd like. I want to know about you before you became a. You stand in the doorway, silently watching me pleasure myself. My fingers move the fabric aside and trace the outline of my shaven lips. I love the feeling of the smooth, bare skin. I can feel my clit pulsing, but I tease myself, wanting this to last. I dip one finger into my wet center, submerging it...imagining your cock entering me...another finger enters, I move my fingers in and out, my back arching...my other hand is squeezing a nipple as I picture your beautiful cock between my legs. . Her lips were pulled into my mouth and I could feel them become engorged until it seemed that she existed within my mouth with my tongue parting those swollen lips and plunging to its depth into her. I knew that her depth was beyond the reach of my tongue, but the effort was with all the strength of a conviction that I could lick the very neck of her womb with my tongue. The warm envelopment of my manhood had increased until I knew that I was well toward being half way into her mouth. The.