But cyber hunting wasn’t all Angel did online. She sometimes just surfed. One day Angel came across a website that was a treasure trove for erotic s...ories. Literotica.com. She was ecstatic and spent hours reading dozens of stories. One particular author stood out and she enjoyed his stories so much she sent him feedback praising his stories. To her surprise, he replied. They began talking on IM and that soon evolved into nightly phone calls. Angel was very happy. The author told her many. I cannot say the same about your daughter," I told Marelin. "Say what you have to, and go home."She looked between us and put her face in her hands."I can't let you do this," she said looking at the floor. "It'll hurt my daughter so bad, I don't think she'll ever get past you."I looked at the girls, who all shrugged. Marelin raised eyes to meet mine."She had to test you to believe you really wouldn't let her get away with it." No, Marelin." I know that, and she'll know it someday too. But the. She smirked.“Well, you can hope for a better opportunity in the future,” she said.“Hmm,” I said. “Well hope does spring eternal as they say.” She gave me a look that seemed to say that she couldn’t believe that I was serious.“Yes, I guess it does for a few of us, losers,” she said.“You a loser? Hardly,” I said. “Now me...”“One of these days, Mister, you and me gotta sit down and talk,” she said.“Could not agree more,” I said.“You’re a serious history buff, aren’t you?” said Kari.“Hmm, kinda,”. I feel my pussy growing warmer and wetter. Suddenly, someone removed the robe entirely! As a result, I am now totally naked before an unknown group of people. Hands are stroking my body, and I have to admit . . . I kinda like it. My body is soon responding to this display. My stiff nipples are thrusting forward. My labia is swelling and my pussy continues to remain warm and lubricated. I find myself moving my body slightly in a rhythm that adds to my excitement. It seems like the hands are.