He looks over and knows I'm getting a little desperate by the bouncing and rocking i am doing. He then sends me a really hot story and tells me to rea... it outloud. I start to read, and I am getting so turned on, that I have to take a break in order to keep from exploding. I regain myself, and continue to read. As I am reading I glance over to him and notice him slowly massaging his cock. I am now mezmerized by watching him rub the tips of his thick fingers slowly up and down his shaft. I lose. I don't want you getting mad at me." Well," she said, "I have a feeding baby in my arms. You probably won't get me more content than this." Then, too, he'd done a lot for her contentment himself."Well, I'm a boy and you're a girl." Which, she thought, was convenient, but hardly to the point. "We think about this sort of thing a little differently. I've talked about my dreams for our first time, and they are very real. But if you said, 'I'm ready. Let's do it on Mrs. Green's floor the next time. He knew I liked to be stroked and I giggled the way he would expect me to. I let my dress fall in blue bunches all rumpled on the floor. I waited for his words and his compliments; it was always like this when we were together. I was wearing a delicate set of white lace lingerie to remind him of those first few times. I knew Steve loved me in white. His eyes went wide just as I knew they would and his fingers traced the outline of my hips. I could see deep in his eyes how much he adored and. Nothing can change what has happened.” Boris said. “As for Byron being the only person who could have prevented the fall of the town – balderdash and poppycock. Byron was a great poet, but was no more of a military genius than my mistress. Granted he was a figurehead the Greeks rallied around, and he brought international recognition to the cause of Greek Independence.”He took a swig from his tankard before continuing.“Byron spent a great deal of his own money bolstering up the Greek military..