All the pent up anger and frustration from not seeing him, not knowing if he still wanted me vanished. I could not stir up any feeling at all except f...r longing. Would he touch me soon? God when would he put his hands on me? My cunt was throbbing with desire as my mouth filled with saliva in anticipation. I stood on shaking legs and stared back at him. I lifted my chin and threw my shoulders back. I let my eyes wander up and down his body, admiring his physique and military posture. My eyes. Is Jamie home?” I asked.“Who are you?” The girl demanded rudely.“My name is Amber. I go to school with Jamie. I’m one of his friends.” I said.“He doesn’t have any friends.” The little girl said.“He does now.” I told her. “Can I come in. I’m a little worried about him.”“He’s in his room and won’t come out and we’re not allowed to have anyone in our rooms if Mom and Dad aren’t home.” She said.“I won’t go in his room. I’ll stand in the hallway the whole time.” I said.“Whatever.” She said and swung. Closing my eyes in guilty confusion, I probed my clitoris again and again until my legs threatened to cave in and drop me to the floor. I was holding on to the door frame now with my free hand, panting quietly in the lonely hallway while Nat thrashed on the bed.The soft bump-bump sound of Linda's hand on my uncle's cock changed suddenly to a slick, sticky noise and when I opened my eyes I saw why. Spurt after spurt of heavy come was rolling from the tip of his huge organ and oozing down over my. "He's a big one, isn't he?" said Joan, squatting to admire the black-and-brown German Shepherd. She petted the dog lovingly, and as she did so, the hem of her skirt rose far up her thighs."Yes, he is big," said Sally, "just as you ordered. I never disappoint a customer." Sally admired Joan's lovely white thighs and shapely hips. She had no doubt but that Joan had a nice ripe pussy--the kind men and dogs loved to fuck. "His name is Shep. And he's well hung." I can see that," said Joan. She.