Forgive me if I am not the best of all authors. Truth be told, I am noauthor at all. If I jump from first person to second person to third,then plea...e forgive me. I write down my story as I remember it - notperhaps as a literary teacher might wish.I tell this you for a fact - an undeniable fact - that every sentenceyou are about to read is true. As true as the sun rising in the morningand setting in the evening.Should any doubt find its way into your mind - any doubt at all - in anyreader,. With youstanding there almost all bare assed, I gotta get rid of some of thisstuff!" Then looking around the living room some, he asked, "Hey man, it isOK to strip in here ain't it? Nobody can see in can they?" "Hey strip it man, strip it! Every window in here is closed,except that one over there, and don't worry bout it! See, Tylor and I havea gentlemen's agreement. That window looks directly into his bedroom. Wehave an agreement, that neither one of us closes the curtains in either. Well, I've always wanted you as bad as you've wanted me. Since I knew you'd be here, I figured it was now or never.If you still want to fuck me, now's your chance."What could I say? I told her about all the times I lied in bed and made myself come, fantasizing about her gorgeous body, and wishing that I just had a chance to touch it. I told her of all the times I tried to see glimpses of her tits and pussy, and she told me that it was no accident that I got to. She had just been afraid to show. "O MY GOSHHH DADDY IT FEELS SOOOO GOOD!" she exclaimed. I moved my hand form her neck and started squeezing her swollen nipples. I started sucking and nibbling on her neck. "Mmmmm feels so good!" I started fucking her soaking pussy harder. Faster and faster I couldn't get enough of her tight pussy. She started moaning loudly, filling the quiet room. I picked her small frame up and slammed her against the wall. I opened her legs as wide as I could and slid her down on my dick. She let.