" Daniel fianlly felt he could gave up pretending and said: "Very well then. Thank you for understanding it, Mrs. Griffith, I believe that I cannot hi...e it that I do have feelings for Amy. Apart of being beautiful, she's quite cunning for her age and shows true emotions. She doesn't fake or pretend anything, she directly tells me what she wants, what she feels. That's something I never had in my prior relationships. Being with Amy makes me feel better, it really heals my soul, which - I must. ‘I heard she’s magnificent,’ his date whispered into his ear as the conductor slipped away from his microphone, allowing all eyes to settle upon Ms. Leonard. As she bowed to the appreciative crowd, Nathaniel Howe began to squirm in his chair. Mozart. The child prodigy he was compared to growing up. Howe’s medium was not the piano, the harpsichord, the violin, or the flute. His was the guitar. He composed his first song at four, gave his first concert at eight, and by 10, was touring worldwide. . ..we have to go home...right now."I grinned, thinking of finally having his cock inside of me. "Yeah, let's go home."On the way home, he again had me lay back and put a leg up on the dashboard, but this time he instructed me to sit on my hands as I had in the club. All the way back, he toyed with me, one hand on the steering wheel. Occasionally he would dip a finger into my pussy and then put his hand to my mouth to have me lick my own juices from it. Sometimes he would push the base of the. Like magic, the tip of his cock found her rosebud and lodged there. It was like it was meant to be, he thought, as he pushed forward. Her sphincter relaxed and his lubricated cock began to enter her easily. She moaned deeply, shuddering in delight as he pumped his cock quickly back and forth a few centimeters at a time, sinking deeper and deeper into her bowels. He thought he would go insane from the pleasure, from the feel of her tight ass swallowing his rod. He had never had anal sex.