Still, it didn't hurt to hurry things along a little bit. Never could be too careful when it came to great art.Tracy's clothing again underwent a big ...hift that left an increasing amount of skin showing. Tracy was suddenly sporting a low-cut midriff length belly shirt that exposed both the grand valley of her brown cleavage and cute swelling of her stomach as well as letting the world see the navel piercing she habitually sported. A brief pair of shorts that didn't even try to resist the. I had to explain the terms though he caught on quickly and said those names were better than the ones he had thought to use. At any rate, he had one other musket, plenty of powder and about fifty ball shots. I told him to work on more shot and more muskets as quickly as he could. I also told him that I would send him some help and some men to train on the muskets.I went to Janet. "I have some news also my Janet. Calver gave me these two to take with me. They need to know their mistress and I. It's the difference between things that are so "porn fantasy" and the reality of sexual encounters - no matter how freaky that are totally true. This is one of those true stories. I was a senior in high school. I had been a foreign exchange student for a year living in Brasil. Many stories can come from that adventure. I was 17 years old and I was a typical teenager - girl crazy. I had dates and fun but to be true I had never really had anything like a sex before. I had a couple of girls let me. Slowly, as my tongue danced faster and faster across her clit, I pushed one, then two fingers into her tight, reseistant nether passage. Her hips ground against me as she cried out. I felt her entire body clench up around me. Her thighs clamped my head, her hands pulled my hair, her ass and pussy squeezed my fingers rhythmically. Lightly, very lightly, I bit her clit, then sucked at it hard. She screamed and climaxed, flooding my face with her cum.Wednesday She did her morning stretches in the.