"I mean, if you were okay with all this, you could take care of that right now." she smiled and pointed at his thick cock. Again, he blushed. "And ... could take care of this." She pointed between her legs as she spread them as wide as possible on the couch. There it was, her wet, loose-lipped, neatly trimmed pussy. It was dripping wet, begging to be fingered. No. Begging to be fucked."In fact..." She slid her hand between her legs, and parted her lips. "I think, that if we wanted to,. The moral of this little sequence ofevents is that all authors are thirsty for input from our readers; so pleasekeep those e-mails coming with praise, and sometimes complaints. Synopsis : This tale chronicles the continuing adventures of Aaron Clarke, a buddingslaver with a just established franchise operation in Miami, Florida. Businessand adventure literally fell his way as Aaron used carefully established identities,bases of operations, and a client base; all accomplished with the. Rob was filled with very different emotions – emotions of increasing lust and excitement. He now had his eyes firmly studying a semi-darkened doorway at the front of one of the houses opposite. The reason for this great interest being that as the passing car had turned the corner, its headlights had briefly swept across the far side of the street. In that brief glow of brilliance which had lit the buildings, Rob had noticed two men standing in a doorway, and very definitely looking directly. She was trying to hold back a moan. He smilled as he slid a finger into her pussy. Pumping it in and out, he steadied her body with his other arm. "Mmmmmmm." She moaned as his finger slid into her. Prepping his cousin he slid a second finger into her. He slid them in and out slowly letting her virgin pussy adjust. "Ow Nat!" She yelled as he pushed his fingers in then out. Nat slid his fingers in all the way and held them their "Just give it a moment you'll adjust" he comforted her. "It still.