Over 2500 people had viewed her story in 12hrs, and the comments were all great, asking for more. Leah.x.x: ‘Omg Zeke. They published my story. Peop...e actually like it’ Zeke_89: ‘I told you it was good’ It had been almost two weeks since they had seen each other. They had stayed in touch every day, chatting on the internet about work, her upcoming 21st and whatever else they thought was interesting enough to share. Every conversation somehow ended up back on her story, and how much they wanted. One clothed woman blew me while a naked one French-kissed me. I was dizzy with bliss.Eventually, we all got on the bed. Jane had bigger breasts and a rounder tummy with a hairy bush, looking fine. We cuddled and licked and touched for what seemed like half an hour before both of them got on my cock, kissing together while they did this. I told them that I, sometimes, came fast, and to go easy, but they just laughed and started sucking me harder. I jizzed almost immediately-- a geyser of cum,. I am Mommys little boy-girl. I have my little boy-girl excitement. Peeking at Mommy and her Daddies. Watching the big Daddies come and take her. After her Daddy finishes with her, after he leaves, it is Babys turn. This is when I find Mommy alone, exhausted, surrendered on our marital bed. I see her body reddened with her Daddys roughness, pushed to its limit.I examine the love bites, the residue of rough sex. She is splayed. Dirty. Finished. In the twilight or the dawn, I creep up onto her. I stroke through your locks, each strand of hair fragrant and silky, my fingers wandering to your neck. I love gradually waking you with my fingertips, as bits of your consciousness gently come to life. Fingertips roam lower now before my entire hand contours to you. Your back arches, a pale curve, a bridge forming for my attentive palm to travel along. Every motion and reaction is perfect to me. The arching allows me access to the softest areas of your back, that specific sensitive plane of.