I could feel my pussy starting to get wet.Knock knock on my bedroom door. It must be Rachel. She was staying with me for the weekend. She had been my ...est friend for years.“Come in” I shouted. She popped her head round the door. “Sorry, I can’t sleep. I heard your phone so I thought you’d be awake” she said.I told her to come in and regretted it instantly. I turned on the light as she walked towards my bed; she was wearing nothing but see-through pyjamas. I couldn’t help but stare. See, the. I'm a 24 year old World Traveler/Philantropist/Philosopher/Writer. I discover alot of the things that are for say " Unknown to the general public" and while I'm doing my travels help in the community and also discover exactly who I am abit then afterwards I spend the time to write and sometimes publish my experiences in novels. I'm a good 6'5, 240-ish pounds, Black hair, dark blue eyes, and a good body build if I say so myself. I typically work out about 2-3 times a week as of to stay in shape. They can be put down under a band scholarship. They just have to keep up their grades," Manny laughed a little, obviously thinking in terms of borrowing one or more of my kinswomen."Sam and Bethany play musical instruments, too," I noted for a sweetener."That helps. Trust me, this can work. I owe you and I'm going to make it up to you, friend. It's the least that I can do for someone willing to do what you've done. Plus, if I can get some extra tail from it, what's the harm?" Manny chuckled. ... Struggling with all his might, to noavail, he'd done his work just a little to well. Leather clad fingersran up his leg, sending shivers though him in waves, he had never feltanything like that before, he struggled more violently."If you don't stop, I'll be forced to punish you!" said the voice, thefingers that were running up his leg, quickly left were it was,"SMACK!", he felt the fiery pain of a leather gloved hand striking hisbutt, as she struck him. Mark stopped struggling. "Mmmmpgh!".