. oh you know.Love,JonelleLaura's hands were shaking by the end. Her own eyes blurred with tears. And worst of all, she could feel herself getting wet...as she read it. She hated herself for that, for being so sexual, for letting lust interfere with her deep, pure, true longing for Jonelle.And yet, even Jonelle had referred to it in her letter, which Laura read about fifty times before dinner. Jonelle had said she remembered their moments together. All of them. That told Laura she remembered. Before making me cum, she stops, reaching towards the night stand, uncovering a 7" dildo, attached to a red leather strap-on thong looking harness. Stepping into the harness, she kneels on the bed, sliding close to me, telling me to tighten up the harness, then has me get on my hands and knees. First I feel her tongue again on my ass, ream the hole, all the time reaching under teasing my balls. Getting my ass wet, I first feel one finger sliding in my ass, then trying to slide a second one in.. An adorable little blonde with the biggest smile and the quickest laugh, Suzanne grew up loved and protected, sheltered from most everything but school, and even starting that a year later than everyone else. But what was wonderful at ten years old turned into a nightmare now that she was sixteen. She went from feeling cozy to feeling like she was incarcerated almost overnight. Aside from joining the swimming team, no after school activities were allowed – certainly no dating or dances for her. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuuuckk!!’ Unable to hold it in any longer, Sylar pulled out and began pumping thick ropes of cum over her stomach. He loved the way it landed on her. Like it was a part of her. Resting on her like diamonds and pearls. As he finished, he gave his dick a good squeeze and dropped on top of a laughing Ashlynn, reveling in the way her hands drifted over his body. As soon as he caught his breath, he rolled over and reached for his pants. He searched his pockets for his phone, pulling.