"His left hand slid from her ass, around her waist, to her stomach. The silk of her dress seemed to caress her skin under his touch, and she felt a wa...mth begin between her legs.Jesus, she thought. He's talking about raping me at this company gala, in front of all my co-workers and bosses, and I'm getting wet?? What the hell is wrong with me?!He moved his body closer to hers, until she could feel his cock, hot and hard, against her ass. At the same time, his left hand came up to her left breast. He and mom live eight hundred miles away. I like to think of him as a randy guy in his late twenties. Like most the guys I like, I fantasize about him. But I don't talk about it much to my boyfriend. Nor to mom. Anyway, I fantasize about most things, not just guys. That's probably, no, that IS why I like to write. Sort of crystalizes my ideas. I wanted to call the hero in this story "Otis" after stepdad's pseudoname. I don't know why he won't even use his real first name. Go figure. I wanted to. I was so busy with it that I didn't notice the door quietly opening. My eyes were closed, moving the toy up and down my wet and dripping slit. I didn't see you come in. I was busy moaning and moving my hips so that it was almost like I was fucking the toy while lost in delicious thoughts of your hard cock, entering my hot wet and dripping cunt. I was jolted when I felt your warm mouth on my cunt, and your tongue teasing me. I had an instantaneous orgasm, and in the throes of it, I felt your. The life was also very hard and the physical stress and difficulties were also evident on her body but mostly on her face, with distinct lines around her eyes and mouth.She watched intently as her daughter was approached by Ram. As Wachiwi took her position in front of the animal, Ram sniffed and licked her ass at which point she opened herself more to him by spreading her knees wider. When the animal made direct contact with her pussy, it was clear by the gasp and moan that escaped her.