"Morgan started laughing. "Mark, give it up. I'm around Bea and Becky all the time, and they still fawn all over me because I'm nice to them. I think ...he few tales we have heard scare them." Not that we hear much," Jason said. "Mark did you ever get another letter from your mother after that first one?" No," I said. "I can't even know if she received the response we sent."Morgan looked over at the clock. "Well, its seven in the morning. We could pile into the vans and start driving now." Vans?". Without touchinghimself he lined his cock up with my asshole and speared me with onethrust, going in all the way to his balls. I had expected some discomfort, even pain, but felt only thefullness of him. He released my legs and lay full on top of me, kissing medeeply. He didn't move for about a minute, letting me adjust to him, thenbegan twitching his dick inside of me. He placed his forearms on eitherside of my head, and began to pump, pulling out until just the head wasinside then plunging. ‘Hello?’ ‘Miss O’Neil, it’s Mason,’ the detective’s voice came through the receiver. ‘Oh, hello, Detective, how are you?’ Lexa said, with a smile. ‘You forgot didn’t you?’ ‘Forgot what?’ ‘We are supposed to be making plans to vacation in the Poconos, remember? I invited you to spend the weekend with me at the cabin owned by a friend of mine. He let me spend a weekend there. You said you’d love to come.’ She put a hand over her forehead and laughed. ‘I forgot. I was so wrapped up in that last. (Bashful) Julie is just coming back I just hear the toilet flush!+ *Julie has arrived.(*Julie) Ouch! That hurt!(Anne-Mal) I was just surprised that everyone seemed so nervous in doing the chats! The only difference between this and writing stories, is thinking on your feet!(*Julie) That's why I write stories...I don't think fast!(Anne-Mal) Who does!(*Julie) Bash does!(Bashful) *Blush*(Anne-Mal) Is that why you caught him with Tryxi?(Bashful) Chats are fun, how about a Pastry Girl chat,.