" I'm sorry if I got you in trouble, Justine, but I couldn't stand for her to insult you. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever dated and I am p...oud to be able to go out with you."That may seem to be a bit disingenuous when I had described Justine before in less than stellar terms, but when she prepared for tonight, she changed. She had dressed in a pure white summer dress with narrow straps, which showed off her broad shoulders and long neck, and the length was short enough to let me see. She tried to make herself invisible. Anne looked around and saw one of those small, plastic play forts. It was little more than three feet tall, the kind with a little slide that descended down on one side, and fun shapes cut into the brightly colored sides. Like a soldier, she crawled towards the playground. She squeezed her body inside, her nipples rubbing up against the circle shape entrance, careful not to make any noise.She could hear footsteps on the street. Anne clutched her knees to her. .” She purred. I opened the draw, and found a dildo, a vibrator, and a large bottle of KY Jelly. I want the vibrator, and the Jelly. She said. I got her the things, and she switched on the vibrator, which began to hum. She got on her knees again, and began to touch the vibrator against her wet pussy. She moaned as the toy touched her clit, and gasped when she penetrated deep into her own cunt with it. With her free hand, she began massaging her own breasts, pulling and twisting her nipple. With. "Hello Mike, Thank you for your message," I typed, but then once more sat wondering just what to write."I'm so glad to hear that you enjoy my stories."These two lines took me some five or six minutes of thought and wondering, but then I suddenly took it into my mind to delete what I'd written, and to start again."Dear Mike,Thank you for your lovely message; I must say that never before have I received anything so forthright and dirty, but I must admit that I found it most exciting to read what.