He filled her to capacity, only to leave her empty and wanting. His cock hovered near the entrance of her pussy for a microsecond before slamming back...into her. The need was too great. She wiggled her hand to her clit and began to rub back and forth frantically. He was using long, slow, hard strokes, but what she wanted was hard and fast. She felt his finger probe her tightly closed rosebud, and her cunt wept a copious amount of oyster colored tears. Her thighs were wet; her pussy coated in. Powerful, erotic tales spurred on by the churning undercurrent of lust brought forth from our everyday msn ‘chats’. I looked forward to his words with excitement – and tonight as I lay alone in my bed my thoughts turned to ‘that story’, the one I had enjoyed the most.As I lay in the dark and recounted his words, as if on autopilot my hand travelled over the red silk of my skimpy night slip to my breast. My hardened nipple needed little encouragement from my fingers, my mind had begun the work. "Is someone else here?" Oh, just my friend Britney is here," Melanie panicked. "You said Icould have one of my friends hang with me to keep me company while youwere gone. She's in the bathroom." Oh that's the nice girl from your school, right?" Asked her father."Yes, dad," Melanie replied."Oh good. I think that's great," said her father. "I feel better withyou not being alone." I thought you would," said Melanie. "So go and have fun with Brenda anddon't worry about me. I know it'll be good for. How the fuck did the time get away from her? And that’s when the idea hit her, she knew how she was going to make Wolverine15’s invitation extra special. CG grabbed her trusty Lelo out of the drawer, gratefully realizing that it wasn’t the one she had seen sticking out of Maz a few minutes ago, and stripped down to her panties. She lightly grazed the tip of the Lelo over her mound and imashit load was the head of W15’s fat cock sliding over her pussy. “Mmmmm,” she moaned. She turned up the.