‘I know.’ I tucked a stray strand of honey blond hair behind her ear. ‘We will stay in touch, though. I will write you every week.’ I said. I ...ad been true to my word. I wrote her a letter every Sunday night, for the last ten years, and she had always written me back, except for this one time I didn’t hear from her for two years. It was hell. She recently started writing me again, a few months ago. ‘Promise?’ She asked. I nodded. ‘Let’s make a pact.’ She said suddenly, smiling. ‘A pact?’ I. Uscì con qualche scusante che non ricordo, non me ne importava affatto. Io accettai per levarmelo dai piedi più che altro: a volte gli uomini prendono il primo appuntamento per un punto di partenza. Beh, con me, non è detto che sia così. Per me era un punto di arrivo. Arrivai al parcheggio e lui era già lì: ciondolava un poco imbarazzato vicino al suo vespone, il mitico vespone, e a vederli insieme Alfredo e il suo motore, avrei detto che la vespa doveva esser senz'altro più interessante di. The last chorus of Auld Lyne Syne had just faded into the background when people started sloping off upstairs. I took Lisa by the hand and we followed on behind. As we were changing into our robes I asked her who she was after tonight “Just Jacob” she replied “I think there’s only me and Ally that haven’t tried his cock for size yet and he did say on Christmas Day that he would be happy to satisfy both of us”As we strolled into the main room the action had already started – I couldn’t. Instead i take a clip and push it onto my nipple, gasping as it pinches and tingles.I twist the clip, as i use my other hand to stroke around my pussy.I use my fingers to part my lips and press my finger into my pussy to see how wet i am. My finger comes out covered in juices and i take it up my mouth and taste myself.I moan, and imagine you're with me, watching me.I part my pussy again and rub my juices around my clit.My fingers explore around my clit, and i start to gently tease it. I start.