" They do, huh?" I smiled back at her. "Come here then. Jesus, you're so beautiful today." Am I?" Lonnie's big brown eyes looked down and she bit her ...ip. "Do you still love me?" Oh yeah, Lonnie," I said, helping the petite girl climb onto my lap. This wasn't the first time we'd done this. "Did you take your pill today?" Uh-huh," she replied, showing off her braces and the dimples in her cheeks. "I take one everyday, just like you said." Good girl." I held the fourteen year old in my arms and. . at least, that’s what my map program told me. It also said that it would take twenty-seven hours, which doesn’t count eating, sleeping, or taking other necessary bio-breaks.When I am totally on my own for weeks at a time– which occasionally happens for personal or business reasons– I tend to revert to my natural sleep rhythm of awake four hours, asleep two. When force-driving long distances, that becomes awake three hours, asleep one. I can do that because I can fall asleep almost instantly. ” She said seconds before her lips wrapped around my penis.As if she had to tell me so I thought but certainly obeyed. My well trained tongue hit Wendy’s lips and a pure stream of her inner volcano floated my mouth. Wendy tasted like an angle. She tasted sweeter than Kayko and better than mum. In fact I have to confess that until that point Wendy was the best tasting girl I had ever had.I forced my tongue inside her tights and discovered each and every part of her innermost. It was as if. . I dreamt of her wild sex, probably now with some wild eyed beer belly who promised her jewelry instead of truly appreciating her "jewels" appropriately... I felt sick... I could hear her wild sex noises in my sleep almost as if she were in the next room, then I woke up and realized that I was in a motel in London. The noises from my dream still lingered then I realized that they must be coming from the room next door to me.I lay there, somewhat refreshed but still looking a mess, and now with.