"Sara looked at her dreamily. "I meant it." I know you did. You're embarrassing me with all those nice words. Okay, here's my toast... much shorter." ...he too made a funny face at Sara. "I propose that we initiate this condo by each of us getting what she wants most." She leaned closer and clinked Sara's flute with her own. "You know, tell me what you want the most."Sara giggled as they drank. "You know what I want?" she said, fetchingly bashful for once. "I want to get rammed. Just seeing that. She paused in her mind.Halted a bit. Tilted her head towards me and started skimming me with her eyes.My beats, i counted.Did this work? Was i successful?Was it gonna back fire?I was in a state of timelessness. i was in a state of anarchy. in a state of dubiousness. A dark cloud of smoke obscured my vision.Hyper. hyper. hyper.Hyper was i getting neath the skin.Unflustered. But i portrayed.This was not a subterfuge. I did not want to scare her off.Lots of psychos out in the world already. And,. In fact, I might never have to masturbate again."On your back, Kimmie," Mom whispered to me in a seductive tone. I complied immediately, not as an obedient child carrying out my mother's command, but as a horny young woman with a drooling pussy in dire need of an experienced tongue. And no matter how many videos I had seen of Mom using her tongue, on gaping cunt or swollen nipple, on mouth or cock or even puckered asshole, nothing could ever compare to feeling it alive all over my body, inside. Move! Janie shouted as she gave chase down the side walk after Cupid, every man that seen the arrow in her chest partly jumped out of her way, no one in there right mind wanted to get what she had right now, most likely thought she was crazy for chasing after a Cupid. But what she know and they didnt is that if she got to him and made him pull the arrow out before it completely dissolved into her chest, it would no longer work. That is if she got her hands on the fucker. Cupid turned in to a.