She could feel him in the deepest part of her, lodged violently up her stretching core, and his throbbing girth spread her perfectly, painfully, wonde...fully wide. The moment passed, and Rael gripped her hips tightly once more, his forearms hard and rippling. He pressed down into her, pinning her to the cave floor with his weight and his strength and his cock. The Knight pulled his hips back, his cock dragging free of her clenching, clinging twat, dragging a whimper from her full, panting lips. The new plan involved a tiny camera I bought on a Chinese webshop. I waited patiently for a Friday night, one on which Riley put her suitcase in the small hallway that separated our rooms. I followed her all the way to the train station to make sure she had actually left to spend the weekend in her home town. I woke up very early the next day, too late for Riley to come home if she had only been going out (for which she wouldn't need a suitcase, of course, but I had to be certain), too early. Ihr langes braunes Haar hing ihr fast bis zu ihrem knackigen Arsch und ihre großen Brüste wackelten bei jedem ihrer Schritte. Sie sah mit ihren 24 Jahren aus wie ein Model, war groß und durchtrainiert. Ihre tolle Figur war auch das Ergebnis von jahrelangem Karatetraining beim FC Mittenstein, wo sie seit ihrem sechsten Lebensjahr aktiv war. Sie war die beste Kämpferin des Vereins, nicht nur bei den Frauen, und ihr Zimmer quoll über vor Medaillen und Pokalen. Letztes Jahr war sie sogar zweite der. "Talking about sex." Oh?" Mother said in a tone of voice Mother's use to garner more information. "Do you know a lot about that?" More than you think I do," I replied mischievously."I didn't know you were even interested in boys?" I never have been, have I? But, lately... well, it seems all I think about is sex." I've noticed," Mother said. "Have you even kissed a boy?" she asked."Just one," I admitted. "But the girls at school talk and I listen." Mother didn't need to ask who the one was. His.