It was probably half shouted so it would find Coraline's ears. It was the voice of her mother who was hard at work cleaning downstairs. They just move... in, but the house was in a sad state. They picked it up for a song, but it needed a LOT of work."I'll just play with my pussy until I can find something worthwhile to do," the dark-haired teen bitched. She didn't quite say it loud enough for her mother to hear, but there was a knock on her door that made her freeze in her tracks."Don't be. The stress of it caught me by surprise and i let out a little yelp. "Squeaky little thing aren't you?" you say, as you begin to rock faster. I can no longer control myself as i let out more squeaks, which soon became longer, and became squeals. As you laugh, i feel bliss overcoming my body. " coming already?" you say, as i begin to orgasm.You bend down real close to my head and say " I see why you men like this" i can only moan in response. you lift your head a bit, to reveal your nipples, I. We arrived at a carved and intricately inlaid wooden door that stood twice my height. “If you displease the queen, we will hang your head from the gatepost,” the guard captain snarled.He rapped on the door, and it swung open on oiled hinges. A young woman clad in a white gown peered around the door. “This prisoner is here at the Queen’s summons,” the guard captain told her in quiet tones. The woman nodded once and stepped back.Another shove and I entered the room, if such a chamber could have. I read a story and was getting wetter and wetter thinking of the characters being me and him, his dick getting hard for me, inside me, touching me, wanting me. The thoughts made me touch myself more and more.My hand slid down my body and into my pants. My white thong was already soaked. I couldn’t wait to get my hand in there. I rubbed my clit through my thong, imagining it being his hand and I almost cummed on the spot. He got me so horny and he wasn’t even here. I opened another story to.