My husband doesn't do badly in that department, but he's nothing like the studs I read about on an erotic story website. Yes, I read erotica quite oft...n and fantasize about the hunks in the stories.Recently I started reading the incest stories. I get off reading about the mothers and sons, and fathers and daughters, but mainly I love the ones about uncles and nieces. I always picture John and me in the scenarios, and I always cum at least three times picturing him pounding my pussy for all he's. ’ His diaphragm was sore. Cindy stood and approached him. She looked him up and down, then straightened his tie, ran her fingers through the new bangs in his hair. ‘You look good,’ she said with a smile, then she kissed him on the cheek. Martin realized with a shudder that this was the first time he’d ever seen her smile, for any reason. She was, in a nutshell, the most beautiful girl Martin had ever seen in person. Any girl could look beautiful with the right beauty products, Martin had. It was a soft baby blue sheer lace, with a white lace trim across the waist band and around the cup of the bra. "Wow, that is beautiful I say," as we search through for my size. Next we look up a plain white and black t-shirt bra and a pack of thongs. Finally, the area I've been waiting for. My eyes fell on a beautiful black lace bra, now to decide thong or shorties? "Which do you think?" I said holding them up for Jane, the thong was flowery black lace all over that looked as if it would sit. “Please Miss Hartwell! Help me to make him prouder of me! I miss him so right now!”Lucie shook her head she had been right. Hiding her smile she nodded then started to think. “We have to finish up with this brain box then we can go. Make sure you don’t miss a thing, I’m pretty sure that Zan will appreciate that more than anything. Besides rescuing two, instead of the one we came out here for should open a few eyes don’t you think?”Sherry seemed to be in thought for a moment, and then her eyes.