Typing in one of the websites I knew from memory, I found a porn video of this hot blonde chick, probably about 18 but pretty young looking, masturbat...ng in bed. I started pumping my hand up and down my cock, leaning back and watching the video while my hand and dick made squelching sounds from the precum.As I jacked myself off, I found myself wishing that it was my girlfriend doing the work for me. Leah and I had had some pretty intense kissing but that was about it. It definitely left me. The scent grew stronger as she approached the cave, almost intoxicating, but Tia was too distracted by the sight to take much notice. "Oh, that director is going to flip when he sees this." She mumbled to herself. Dark spooky caves? He'll eat that shit up. Realizing she had left her camera downstream, she turned to get it, when something struck her.At first, it felt like someone had splashed her with a cup of warm water. However, it continued to spray her in a sustained jet, and she. She noticed this morning that her breasts didn't settle into her bra as much and there was less pressure on the shoulder straps."They are? They sure look good to me from here! All that work you put in at the gym must be working."After Chris went into the kitchen to get breakfast, Sandy went back to the wardrobe and started looking for something she hadn't worn in awhile. 'If my breasts are firmer, may as well put them to good use.' thought Sandy as she pulled out the 1/4 cup bra Chris bought. Or numb. Maybe even spaced. I could cry no more tears. I felt that a bath may help me relax, maybe I could think clearly then. I know I had to leave Peter, for he sure as hell didn't love me. If he did, he would not do to me what he did. He was like a pimp, pimping out his wife for money, and then he goes and fucks another woman while I'm with other men. I know I said that before, but I just cannot shake it.I went and started my bath and slowly stripped and got in. I had the water scalding for.