’They leave the eggs vibrating all the way home. It is so hard to concentrate on the road.When we get back home Sarah announces that she is off home...for a while, but will return because she is having a great Christmas.As soon as she leaves the house Donna comes over and kisses me tenderly on my lips, and caresses my cheek. She turns the eggs off and removes them from my pussy. ‘Are you ok darling? Are you still enjoying being my slave?’Yes, I am. It has been fun. It will be a Christmas that we. The first few centimetres went in easily. It felt different from my stepfather’s penis. This one was hard and well-shaped, with its veins clearly visible. Step by step I sat down and the weight of my body drove the penis deeper inside me. “It’s half in. You’re doing great.” Damn, just half. I already felt the end coming. I pushed a little further. “That’s it,” I said. “I don’t think so. Slowly push your body against my penis and you will feel it moving further in step by step.” He was right. I. The Next Day?Daniel paced around outside Mindy and Rachel’s room impatiently. He had come fifteen minutes earlier wearing his best button-up and smelling of the hardly used cologne his uncle had given him for his 18th birthday. He had been waiting outside the girl’s door and knocking for at least 25 minutes with no answer. It was now 3:10 and Daniel finally gave up, dejectedly turning to walk down the hall back to his room. At that moment the two girls appeared at the end of the hall walking. She was wearing knee length red color skirt and white shirt. I was in my cargo pants and loose t-shirt. She was looking pretty with her dressing. We got into the bus, she took the window seat and I on the aside. Then a nice telugu film was running in the TV and she was watching, since she is telugu girl, she started to explain me all the dialogues and story. It was nice romantic movie and the dialogues were so romantic, at times she used to blush while explaining me, encouraged by this I used.