'You wanted the standee?'I quickly searched the web for what the hell a 'standee' was.'Yes. I'll fuck you for it.''Um... what?''The standee. I want it... I will fuck you for it.''srsly?'I replied, attaching the picture of me from the neck down.'Yes. This is me. I will fuck you for the standee. Right now, if you are alone.''OMG!''Are you alone?''Yes, I live in an apartment.''So, do we have a deal?''Is this Brad?''Look, that is really me in the picture. I need that standee for a birthday present. ”, she said sarcastically, being held into position with my hands on her ankles, “I really appreciate you complimenting me while I’m being raped”. With her slightly open pussy lips on display, I had to at least feel how tight she was right now. Lining my cock up, she could now fully see my size, and had a look of fearful hornyness on her face again. I wasn’t that monstrous, but a girthy 8 inches compared to her small frame and past experiences must have seemed way too scary to really enjoy.. She held it tighter and tighter against herself. Thrusting his shaft through the pulsating water reminded him of how she had taken him with her mouth, swishing her tongue around his cock. He could feel her licking the underside of his shaft and then folding her soft lips around the mushroom tip of his throbbing cock, gently sucking at it, enjoying the slightly salty taste of his pre-cum. The vibrations of the handle against her pussy reminded her of the vibrations she had felt when he had. Make it tomorrow evening. Get him to call me about where we meet, and the time." Got that. See, we at Lownie Marriage Bureau are getting into matchmaking mode already. Bye for now, Ruth."The Lownie equipment and stationery warehouse was taking in a new delivery when Sye and Gail turned up at the door. They were recognised by the staff who were busy organising the incoming boxes, marking them off as arrived, and parking them in the appropriate places inside the warehouse. All the staff seemed.