Her nightdress hooked up around her armpits. Legs freezing cold because they'd apparently decided to kick themselves free of all insulation over night... It was odd… but the only daughter of the Ivankov family just assumed she was dancing restlessly in her sleep. Stressed out by the hardships of teenage life in this small, rural village. However, the first time she woke up to find a strange white substance dried onto her tits, was harder to explain away. What was it? Had she spilled something?. "Pleased to meet you, Elena. My name's Gavin."She takes the offered hand, shakes it, and resists the urge to pull him against her. The vision of a few moments before has left her emotions in turmoil, and the encounter with Mr. Perez only frustrates her further. She desperately wants to springboard passed this introductory phase. She needs no introduction--the past few months have been nothing but prelude--but, of course, that's not possible."Yeah, I guess we sorta skipped that part. Nice to. She didn't want him to cum, she wanted to make him feel like he would die if he couldn't bury his cock deep in her swollen pussy.Soon they were fully entangled again, moaning and cussing and rocking her bed.His cock was thick, long, hard, and sensitive to the slightest touch. It jerked and flexed involuntarily every time it brushed against any part of her luscious flesh.He fucked her and stared at it as it pushed through that heavenly entrance created by the swollen folds of her pussy. His eyes. I said, "Lori, I give a great foot massage." "I bet you do!" She turned to lean against the bulkhead, raised the armrest between us, and moved her bare foot to my lap. I took my time, massaging each toe one my one, the underside of her foot and then her ankle. I could visible see her relax under my touch. I moved my hand up to her calf, and massaged the muscle there too. I could also see her nipples pressing through the material of her blouse. Her foot turned back and forth in my lap,.