When we made love, I fantasized thatyou were a hot-blooded bitch with a big cock.?And now this. Look at me. My pussy has been soaking wet all night. I...ouldn't keep my eyes or my hands off you. I made love to you like amaniac. I lost count of the number of times you made me come. I ammadly in love with you, Michelle. The fact is, I love you because ofyourfemininity, not in spite of it. I know I won't be able to find someoneas good as you again, in either gender.?I want to make a proposition to. Miller had called my mom and told her about the “Book Girl” prank I had laughingly helped perpetrate on her son. At the time I was glad my parents had gone easy on me.That made me feels bad all over again. For some reason I just could not let it go and tossed and turned all night with it.Just that thought made me feel bad about myself. That’s why I decided I had to go talk with Mrs. Miller. Sure those were my correct feelings, but now as lay there I kept thinking how scary a spanking with a. I know you don't want no one else to hear so I thought this would be better! ...' Impatiently I said '... OK, so what secrete you think you know! ...' Leon sat back and rubbed his hands together and said '... I have this intuition about these things, you see my older brother told me how guys act when they have been doing something they should not! You understand? ...' Dumbfounded I shook my head in the negative as Leon asked '... would you like some Lemonade, my Moms make me a picture every. ” By now my hand around her waist was also gently caressing her, and in one deliberately slow motion I lifted that hand right below her tits. My hand brushed her perfect mounds.“I’m lucky too,” said Charlene. After a few more short minutes of slowly caressing her, I delicately clasped two of her fingers in mine. Charlene again didn’t flinch, so I built up the courage to hold her hand. Then I was stroking her fingers in my hand. She began caressing my fingers as well.Imagining the pre-cum.