“This would destroy them.” She continued to pump him and watch his face. Fuck he's hot, she thought, as his eyes closed while he savored her hand...serviced affection. So he was a virgin, more or less. She had thought that would've discouraged her when she began this escapade-- and perhaps it would have if he'd been any less perfect. And now that she saw what he had to offer-- all that he had to offer-- she was enticed more than ever as well as simply curious. She was an adult now-- no longer a. How stupid of me! "I'm sorry, yes please. It's nice to meet you too," I said, mentally kicking myself. He took a seat across the table from me and we began talking. He told me what He was looking for and I listened intently, trying to find a way that I could fit the bill. I very much wanted to be what He was wanting and as He told me of His desires, I checked them off in my head. I could deal with most of them but there was one in particular that I would have a problem with. He wanted a single. ”Nina sat up a bit, tugged at the hem of her boxers. The fabric near the crotch was soaking wet, rubbing against her skin. She wanted them off. “Don’t tell me you’re going to ask me to suck this thing.”“I was gonna, yeah,” Emily admitted, then flushed. Red hair, red freckles, red cheeks. Red, the color of lust. It made sense, with that thinking. “Sorry. Like, I wasn’t even thinking about getting off tonight, but I’m, uh...like, wow. I’m about to fuck you with this, and that’s probably the. One day when shopping he asked if I would buy him a doll with different changes of clothes because all his friends had dolls – it turned out all his friends were girls. Anyway I bought the doll and he spent hours playing with it and dressing it up. One day he took it to school and all the boys laughed at him so he didn’t do that again. I started leaving my lingerie s**ttered about and sure enough the garments moved. I watched him and one day came in to find him wearing a shortie nightie and.