Deine wei?e Bluse, welche mir ?brigens sehr gef?llt, saugt sich langsam voll und bildet einen bizarren, roten Fleck aus.... .Du bist ohnm?chtig...........Ich trete ?ber Dich hinweg.... .Ich greife mir Deine Fesseln und ziehe Dich in die Wohnung.... .Nichts r?hrt sich im Treppenhaus.... .Dein Kopf poltert ?ber die T?rschiene.... .Darin bleibt ein B?schel Deiner langen Haare h?ngen.... .Ich reisse es raus, werfe es weg und schlie?e die T?r,... .lasse Dich liegen und trage meinen eisernen. Her red hair would toss back and forth like wild fire–FUCK! She's your friend! You're JUST friends! What is wrong with you, Ian? Why does everything have to be about sex?I ran as hard as I could. Ran until I was cold and my legs felt numb. For the first time, I actually outran Amy; put her behind me just so I wouldn't have to see her ass anymore. By the time we reached the end of our run it hurt to breathe. I collapsed onto my back and let the sky above spin in my vision. Amy caught up a few. Had she ever seen a guy so under her spell? He was like a kid in a candy store and it seemed like he didn’t know where to start. The first thing he noticed was that his guess was right – she had kept some pubic hair, but nicely trimmed. Wonderful! He’d come back to that later. He wanted to run his hands and face over her beautiful thighs, She was so shapely and her skin so soft. He gently pressed her buttocks, beautifully soft and still firm. He brushed the backs of his fingers up the inside of. If it's a bit of hot action you want, you’re in the right place. You are going to get the type of action a bitch on heat like you deserves.” I pulled her up out of the chair and put on a thick flannel shirt on her to prevent her back getting scratched. I laid her down on the coffee table and arranged the two lounge chairs such that her legs were resting on them for support while spread wide with her bum just off the edge of the table. I went back in the kitchen and grabbed the chocolate.