His skin was warm and the rough hair on his thighs softly rubbed against my smooth thighs. I sighed, I was still inlove my highschool crush, Caleb Jen...an I loved you. he softly whispered into my ear, his wet lips grazing my ear every syllable. I let my bangs cover my eyes just in case I teared up. Caleb, Im sorry, I love you. It was one time I swear. My throat catching on his name. I believe you, but every time I touch you, I picture Paul touching you first. I took a deep breath, hearing the. Just dumb luck and loose shorts. The risks started out small. I was in our fenced back yard one after noon listening to the radio and that song came on. I sat in the lawn chair and did it out in the open in the back yard. That became a regular thing when the parents werent home. I mean I could have been caught by anyone looking through a knot hole in the wood. Eventually I would do this even if the parents were home. I could hear them walking and thought could pull my shorts leg down really. His responses, like his profile, created a very comfortable rapport. I felt very relaxed and accepted for who I am from the very beginning, there was no need for pretense or secrets. He seemed to feel the same way. Our first call caught me completely off guard since I was preparing for a huge work project. I was alone in the office, laying out my plans for my employees, organizing the little details when my phone rang and I answered it without looking. It took a moment for my brain to catch up. Stopping just below her groin, a tapered device extended out of the tube and pushed straight up into Lissa’s pussy. A small ping could be heard echoing through the room as the tapered end extended, then expanded inside Lissa. Immediately steam blasted out of the tube, scouring the inside of Lissa’s fuck box while the metal petals of the tapered end rotated around inside her. With her sensory input deactivated for the decontamination and cleaning procedures, Lissa stood motionless while her.