One of the best times in my life, will always be holding that little white girl by the hips and feeling the little cunts butt muscles tense and tear w...ile my dick spread her open, listening to her milk filled boobs smack against her taught, bubble of a stomach. Kneeling on the back of her legs while they twisted, trying to free her cute tiny girl feet from her bonds. Her squeaky, defeated sobs, as every thrust of my dick plunged harder into her tight bruised whole. Then I came, pushing her. Her imagination and grasp of fantasy amazed me and everyone. We chatted daily, and during one of our chats, Summer Jones gave me her full real name. With a little help, and some more information I got from the internet, I found where Summer lived. I asked her about it, and she got a little concerned, but conceded that I was correct. She dared me to come visit her. Visiting her was not a difficult thing. One thing that made it easy was that, quite literally, we were neighbors. She lived, and. 
A 30-something man was suddenly at your shoulder. He was incredibly handsome and dressed in a designer black suit that probably cost more than your new car. 
“You look like you could use a fresh drink, come with me...” 
You followed behind him obediently into the large beautiful mansion. He led you into the kitchen, and produced a bottle of your favorite white wine. 
“I like to know what people in my extended circle enjoy...” 
He stared directly into your soul as he poured your wine. 
“I can. Things was heating up and my hand slowly moved up her tanned, silky smooth leg, caressing her thigh as I moved further up her dress with the dress gently riding up. We continued to kiss and she was also moving her hand up and down my thigh too. I got to her sexy lace knickers and she let out a slight moan and saying "ooh fuck I'm so horny" . I was gently rubbing her clit through the sexy lace as she stoked the bulge of my cock through my shorts. I could feel her getting wetter through the sexy.