Emma’s horniness was overwhelming, what with the previous evening’s happenings, her dream about Derek (his rampant penis had seemed impossibly gig...ntic) and her quick and unsatisfying tryst with Peter. She looked over at the bed and realized what she must do if she were going to get accomplish anything useful that day. Propping up her pillows, she lay back, reclining slightly. Pulling her knees up, she spread her legs, modestly at first, than more lewdly. Glancing over at the closet door. ?And so she kept to her task, writing, rewriting, editing and checking. ?It has to be just right? reasoned the woman, ?just right.?After about two weeks she decided that her story was ready. She had thought of little else as the task of getting her fantasy from her head onto paper had consumed her thoughts.Her little baby of a story was about to make its debut and she was very excited.She had read enough stories to know that people have different kinks, different tastes and not everyone would. Sunny is licking her lips, nearly drooling at the sight of Steven’s thick, engorged member.)Racquel: That’s good that you’ll do anything, cause I want you to get off your chair and undo my bottoms with your teeth, together with Steven.(Sunny and Steven squat to the floor as Racquel stands before them. They each bite onto a drawstring and pull, causing Racquel’s bottoms to drop off, exposing her bald, black pussy which is right in front of their faces.) Steven, I think you should show Sunny,. When I met Lynn, she was my walking wet dream. She was 5'5 and about 125 pounds. She was a runner and had a slim physique. She was wearing shorts and a tight t-shirt, so I could see her amazing calves, and muscular thighs. I could also tell that unlike most runners, Lynn had an impressive bosom. This was evident from the tightness of her t-shirt. On top of her amazing figure, Lynn had long red hair, green eyes, and a smile that could illuminate the football stadium if the lights ever went.