That’s the sweetest thing I heard, dear. I promise you that no matter how many times, I fuck your mom, sister, or grandma, you will remain my one an... true love.She: Really? Do you swear?Me: Promise on you sweetie pie. I love you more than anyone else. You will always come first to me.She: Ok, if that the case, then let’s plan a meet-up. My sister will be thrilled. You know the role-play chats where I chat with you like my sister?Me: Yes.Her: It was really she that was chatting with you. I sat. I realized this latest change must of just happened and was not something I had requested. Roy's request, I wondered.Susan's pussy was so wet I could hardly believe it. Susan's cunt lips are pretty pronounced and so is her clit. I love sucking on her clit because it makes her crazy. So I licked her slit and then started nibbling and sucking on her clit. Susan's hips began undulating and I knew that between Roy and I that Susan wanted to fuck."I need you in me," Susan moaned. I knew she was. I chuckled as I remembered finding a stash in Mirwanna's apartment, a couple weeks ago, along with a few of my candy bars.I am not sure when I first noticed it, but there was a drifting little point of light. I actually waved my hand at it, thinking it was a fly or something, before it registered on my consciousness. I frowned and looked at it.It was moving independently from any light source in the room, and it was dark outside still. I put my pen down, and extended my senses to the little. A facet she would always conceal with shyness. Janet stares down at her hardened nipples and watches with a detached fascination as a drop of rain-water rolls off one of them only to strike her belly and continue its journey towards her waist. The sensation of the thought makes her writhe saucily as she checks the damp shirt once more.Janet dons the shirt again, aware that the dirty garment against her scratches is inviting infection. She pulls her long, dark locks back from her face feeling.