She ran upstairs to hide it in her jewelry box. She would never wear it, of course, but several times she found herself opening the box and taking out...the necklace, wondering... wondering.A few days later Sheila called, asking them to go out for dinner and dancing. Jan was convinced, that with her erotic dreams and escalating fascination with Michael, it would not be a good idea. She was trying to focus her energy on Tim and their marriage. Any contact with her neighbor would be, at the least,. As she gently breathes, her little chest cutely heaves in and out, as her budding breasts slightly jiggle.Her hair is blond and is tied up fashionably. You never knew that faeries were into the latest styles as well. On her small body, she wears a sparkling leaf green dress. Her smallish feet are as bare as the day she was born. Your mind grows quite perverted as you decide to take a peak up her dress. Her little panties are white in color. Shock hits you, as you never expected these small. I want your cock. All of it! Fuck me like the whore I am, Sir!” I’d never been so horny in my life as I began to push into her tight young cunt. Slowly, inch by inch, I stretched it open around me. She was moaning and trembling, and before I was halfway in she started to cum. The contractions grabbed at my shaft and nearly lost it for the umpteenth time. I yanked my prick out and grabbed the ruler again. Raining blows across her ass I yelled “You filthy fucking whore! I told you not to cum!. .the reason is he`s undersexed and i would be lucky to get fucked 2 or 3 times in the fortnight. No good to someone who likes to cum at least 4 times a day (or an hour). So, a quick diddle 4 times a day has to do.!!The unavoidable subject of golf appeared on day 3 of our `romantic` holiday. A must playgolf course that he had been invited to play at with some guy at the bar. `Would i mind` he asked, pleading...`Go out and buy something nice for our anniversary` he said. `Ok. Go` I smiled `I.