I couldn’t help it, the anticipation was killing me. I read a story and was getting wetter and wetter thinking of the characters being me and him, h...s dick getting hard for me, inside me, touching me, wanting me. The thoughts made me touch myself more and more.My hand slid down my body and into my pants. My white thong was already soaked. I couldn’t wait to get my hand in there. I rubbed my clit through my thong, imagining it being his hand and I almost cummed on the spot. He got me so horny. ”“If you hadn’t held me up this morning you’d have a proper breakfast by now. Shall I make something?”“I’m not really hungry any more.” She tore open an envelope.“What’s that?” Eva asked.“A letter from my mom.” She read from it. “Dear Janet. I was delighted to hear from you. I would like to see you and meet your partner. Any time is fine, I never go anywhere. Mom.” She held the scrawled sheet for Eva to see.Eva carried some tea and a slice of pie to the table and sat across from Janet. “See?. He notices that there are 4 old ladies in the car, the 3 in the passenger seats looked terrified with pale faces. The driver asks why he stopped her and the cop says because your only doing 20Kph and holding up following traffic.“Well I as only obeying the speed limit” she explains, pointing at a street sign. “But that sign is showing the route number ‘B20’”“Oh! “ she said, “We’ve just come off ‘A180’”A young couple just got married, whilst they had been given the ‘Birds and Bees’ lecture from. She closed up the negligee and said, “Come on, let’s see if we can’t start making things better.”Emily had sat with Lonnie carefully dismantling the odd hacks and twists on her mind. At first it was easy, picking a few things apart. Her overheated pleasure spots finally stopped firing. It seemed that the physical sensation changes were low hanging fruit. But the haphazard lattice work in her mind was something else. She began to tug at it, but when she did, Lonnie’s whole mind flashed and.