She told me she dreamed about and masturbate for years about my long thick cock. How she wanted to ride and suck it, she yearned for years to have me ...uck her mercilessly to climax after climax. By this time my cock was standing at attention, rock hard and not listening to reason. She told me for a long while she wouldn't let any boys touch her and when she did. She imagined it was me that was doing her, only to be let down when she came and opened her eyes. I was throbbing when I herd that.Her. You have lovely hair. Let’s see what we’re going to do with it.”She started folding and tucking it and holding it up on my head in different ways. She kept asking me which one I wanted. I liked nearly every idea she had. In the end, she did something that started off looking like a french braid which gathered all the hair together but then it turned into a knot on the back of my head instead of an actual braid. She saw the silver color of my dress and wound a thin silver cord through the knot. As the seventh daughter and final child of the family, she had little to look forward to for marriage prospects. What dowry she did have was insignificant and wouldn't draw the attention of any man under the age of sixty unless he were even more homely than she. But today was her birthday, and she was determined to have some spark of joy in the day, so she was headed to her favored glade.The trees rustled softly creating a kind of music around her as she ended her trip. The grasses were soft. I apprehensively opened my door and as I followed him inside, I looked around to see if anyone saw us going in together. Closing the door behind us, John quickly closed the blinds in the front room. Looking around, I could see his apartment was nice furnished, very tidy, and as I went too sit down he said, "Come on," ushering me down a short hallway, toward what I suspected was his bedroom.There was a small bathroom in the hall on the right and across from that there was another bedroom with.