Once more, she can detect the sound of the pack being dropped, thenoise softened by the grass. He takes hold of her long, luscious hair. Even with all...the trembles in herbody, she can feel him braiding her hair. Confused, she cannot resist how thegentle treatment at his hands makes her even more wet. Her thighs feel soakedwith her juices as he releases the single braid. She feels pressure on the back of her leg; his foot is pushing her down,forcing her to kneel on the soft grass. The soft. Then sudden flash of pain from his teeth crushing her tit went straight from her brain to her cunt and exploded in orgasmic sensation. Barley felt her pussy tighten as she came for, he believed, the second time in as many minutes. But when he bit her tit, he didn’t mean to bit her that hard – he just got carried away. She got even a second later by almost crushing his cock with her cunt muscles. Then her pussy was quivering like it was trying to suck all the cum out of his cock. He wasn’t able. Only the names have been changed to protect the other party in the story.... Mark and I had been exchanging pictures and videos for months. We'd known each other for what seemed like forever but only recently had we discussed our "BI" tendencies. I was new to the entire thing though curiosity had presented itself when he brought the subject of past lovers he's had. He encouraged me but never pushed. Leaving notes around when him and his wife would come over to visit. She knew of his past. By this time, I’d shown them photos of the mural and my paintings from the year. It’s great to have a digital camera. I just load all the pictures on my computer and set up a slide show. Of course, Dad wanted me to transfer it all to his computer so they could show all their friends.I also showed them the letter from Bob Bowers. It was the first time I’d shown it to anyone. Melody, Lissa, and Lexi all knew what was in it since they’d heard Jack read it to me, but it didn’t feel right to share.