Because there was no internet in my grandparent’s house I was looking through the pictures that I had on my laptop and found a nice sex tape, put it...on full-screen and focused on my cock and balls. After a few minutes I noticed Victoria’s pile of clothes on the floor next to her bag, and I got an idea. I went over and found the pair of panties she was wearing before she changed and started to rub my cock with them, thinking about her changing this morning. After a while I started to get that. One of them even spoke out loud about the sweat trickling down my leg inside my blouse. Their hands were rubbing my waist, when I expressed my discomfort, asking them to move away.The same boy spoke, “Madam, iss samay itni hi bheed hoti hai moving even closer to me, face to face. He also dared to put his hand behind me, and squeezed my butt while the others kept on laughing hiding the things from the view of others. His friend also gathered courage, and now was pinching my tits over the sari. That special aroma of an aroused woman filled my nostrils and she held my head as I licked down towards her freshly shaved slit."Frank," she gasped, "Oh my God, Frank." I licked lower and tasted her, the essence of her womanhood."I'm wet, darling," she moaned, "I can't help it." Don't even try to pull away." I growled and sucked at the swollen nub of her clitoris, I slipped a hand between her buttocks and she gasped again as I toyed with her tiny rear hole, I used my tongue to part her labia. You care for them, you feed them . . . and they just wind up eating the scenery!) (ellie) I get a premise and an end. Landmarks show up as I plot it out, but, like you said, sometimes I have to wrestle with the characters to get there. And sometimes they win. (Chilli) Ellie, I know what you mean. But, sometimes, the characters know better than do I. One person's opinion. I know he's well-respected and all, but it was still just his opinion. (Anne-Mal) Have you ever created a character you.