Pavel put down his paper. He looked anxious, perhaps even offended."No," she told him, "I don't mean to upset you. It's amazing... really. I don't kno... what to say. I didn't know you were such... such an artist." We Rodels are all craftsmen and artists," he told her, "musicians too. You want me to play the balalaika?" You have one?" No," he grinned, "not here. Many of us Siberians learn such things," he explained, "because of the long Winter months... to counteract the boredom, you understand.". William, the bottom line is I don’t want Andy getting butt raped.’ William laughed, ‘You are concerned about the ass of a fictional character?’ ‘I am,’ Tracy admitted. ‘I didn’t write him to get butt-raped, I just can’t allow it.’ ‘Well Tracy, do you think most readers will know that federal prison don’t allow conjugal visits?’ ‘It doesn’t matter. I know now and I just can’t pretend that I don’t. If I had made a mistake and did it unknowingly, that would be different, but now I know. He. Smita liked the way things were going, sitting there next to her grandfather who fantasized about ripping her clothes off on a rainy afternoon & fuck her till they collapsed with fatigue but wasn’t going to do anything about it! But here she was sitting right next to him with a plan to do things to him that she had dreamt of… he leaned closer to her & whispered “why so late?“i didn’t want u to see me” she whispered why?! ‘cos i would like this to be a secret… is that ok with u?” Smita hushed,. So, you can guess, me and my super hot girl friend all alone, btw she was wearing a low waist tight blue jeans and a black sleeveless top, i always liked her in jeans as the shape of her ass and the movement of her ass in jeans always made me horny. After her senior went out, she sat on my lap and we started kissing each other, I was sitting on the sofa while she was sitting on my left thighs, we are kissing each other deeply, taking each other tongue inside then I started squeezing her juicy.