Her skirt began flapping slightly as she hurried, each flap seemed to direct cold blasts of air towards her cunt and they seemed always to hit right o... her clit.Her juices were flowing even as she climbed the three steps to the front door. She knew if she hesitated now she would turn and flee so as soon as she was in arms reach she pressed the door bell. She seemed to be waiting for an eternity, before the door opened and a young woman in maid's uniform asked her for her name. Andrea answered. Once the box had been properly recycled, the helmet roughly fitted so to give Lauren the illusion of a correct fit, Lauren was off to the library with an anticipatory sense of urgency. Lauren’s earliest memories were of looking at books. It didn’t matter what they were: books with pictures, mechanics magazines left by her older brothers, the cookbooks her mother had on a shelf and never opened, and books without pictures. When she discovered to herself she could read, she proudly toddled over. Join me my lover as I make myself naked. The memories of our times together and the vain hope that you may even now be baring yourself for me has raised my cock to its fullest. As you know it rears well up my flat stomach to nearly reach my belly button. At the moment, Amanda it is so hard and feels as if it might keep growing until it reaches past my navel. Would you like that Amanda? Would you like a ten inch cock to fuck you right now? I have done enough. I hope you are stimulating yourself. NOW! She gave in to the feelings that had been building and she had an earth-shattering orgasm. She screamed and gushed all over his face with the impact of the orgasm. “Oh GOD!” She screamed at the top of her voice. When she was done cuming she fell back in the recliner and passed out for a few moments. Fuck that was good, she thought. She glanced over at the small clock, and it showed that she was two minutes into the allotted break time. She had lost at least three minutes with that.