“Are you enjoying this Megan?” asks Caitlin; without waiting for an answer, she pulls down Megan’s pink thong and removes her skirt. She spreads...Megan’s legs a little wider and starts to lick the girl’s wet pussy, teasing her pussy lips and sliding her tongue inside her a little as she hears Megan’s moans get louder. “Oh god please; oh please make me cum, Caitlin,” pleads Megan. “From now on you will address me as Miss Caitlin – in my presence or not; at all times – understand?” says Caitlin. It's almost full, and as I said, the reading is very interesting. The thing that strikes me the most luv, is that the underlying themes are quite repetitive and strong. This isn't a 'Dear Diary, I wish I could shag David Beckham'. This is something that deeply affects you, a really intense, deep-seated fantasy."Michelle paused to take another sip, while Amy held her breath, waiting for the other shoe to drop. When Michelle didn't start talking right away, Amy said, "It's not really that. It's. Running a hand through his short, spiky dark-brown hair, Kieran Bishop fixed his gray eyes on the building that housed so many childhood memories."Finally here, everyone! Woohoo!” He exclaimed, punching the air in joy as his friends and relatives began getting out of the vehicle as well.“Shit, I still can’t believe my father let me come,” a rather tall athletic girl, brunette with greenish-hazel eyes, gushed happily. “This is so freaking cool!”Kieran grinned at her. “Oh, I don’t know, Maddie,”. I held the wash cloth up over my shoulder. “Care to wash my back?” I requested “Of course,” he smiled, letting my breast go. He took the wash cloth from my hand. I leaned forward placing both my hands on the wall, as if I was being searched by a police officer, spreading my legs slightly. He lathered up my shoulders and back. He worked his way down to my lower back and onto my ass using one hand to wash me and the other he placed on my hip. He dropped the wash cloth and began to grab and.