I think of all the things to write to let you know I care. The fact that I'm so proud of you for not going postal at work while putting up with all th... crazy people. The way you try to keep up with the house work although you're tired. The way that on some mornings I wake to coffee made. The way you look. Yes, the way you look and the way your skin feels under my hand and then my mind turns to thoughts of passion, to things that I could do, of things you would enjoy. Relax, get comfortable and. I squealed into the kiss with Melody.He groaned as he filled me to the hilt with that amazing cock. I squeezed around him. I held him tight. His hands stroked up and down my sides as he drew back, his shaft stimulating all those deep places fingers couldn't reach.I broke the kiss and stared into Melody's eyes. “Our brother is in me!”“Yes!” she squealed in delight, trembling beneath me. “That's hot!”Clint slammed back into me. He pumped away at me a few times before he ripped his cock out of me.. We are at our pool: Don, Elli and me. Elli’s parents are gone. The moving van now moved away. Elli and I paddled around in the pool, him in his speedo and me in my bikini. Don occupied a lounger and sipped a Coke.Fifteen different reasons of ‘Why not?’ evaporated.It started innocently enough. Our elbows rested on the splash pan, just touching, his left arm, my right.“May I tell you something, Ricky?” His question wasn’t put timidly, but rather, like the opening to a conversation.“Go on,” I. Good thing, because as I walked from her room and down the hallway, she walked from the bathroom to her room moments later. I went back out to work after that, again, peaking at the pics I had just taken and again, putting them in my B's panties file on PH. The pics now getting over a thousand views. Dirty fuckers everywhere loving sexy dirty panties as much as I. So awesome.That day was fairly dismal after that, just work. However, when Becky left to work, she came up and gave me a hug,.