But we started texting casually initially. We exchanged a few kinds of stuff and got to know each other.We exchanged our pics, too. She was looking li...e an angel standing in front of the mirror with an iPhone in her right hand and her left hand on the neck. She had a cute round face with little chubby cheeks, beautiful eyes. A mole on the left side of the chin added more beauty to her cute little face.I guessed that her height was 5.6 ft (which is the exact guess). She wore a black one-piece. My arms are almost unmovable now. I'm completely at her mercy and I'm just beginning to realize that means I'm completely at nothing at all. "Please?" I whisper."Well, okay, since you were nice and said please. The creature is called a Silkie. You never had a plug. It was just me being playful with my pet Silkie. It's vaguely similar to an octopus, no bones and all sleek muscle, but it's an air breather. My Silkie is also a juvenile that has just begun its metamorphosis to adulthood. The coarse. With that, I placed my cock at the edge of her dripping opening and thrust all the way in. The wet, warm sensation of her pussy begging me to fuck her as deeply as my cock would allow. I drew in and out rhythmically and deliberately in an attempt to control my own climax. I wanted to draw this out as long as I could. Cupping her tiny breasts in each hand, a drove myself deeper into her. “Mmmm….that’s so deep,” she moaned into my ear. “Ooohh…yessss…mmmm….you’re hitting my spot. Keep going,” she. " About what?" The two of them."I kissed her. "Jill, you're going to have to tell me what he said. I have no idea what you're talking about."She pulled tighter, burying her face in my chest. I could smell her shampoo as I held on to her. She backed off and drew in a deep breath, shivering as she did."He said he feels terrible that he hurt me but he likes Wanda."I could have told her that on Sunday night."Go on." He doesn't want to hurt her."Again, she buried her face into me. I held on to her..