Your cunt stained soaking wet panties which I immediately popped into your mouth and ordered you to suck your own cunt juice from them.As you did this...you would be turned and bent over as my fingers eased open your cunt lips and my thumb rubbed against your clit till your thighs twitched and then the same soaking wet thumb would move slowly over your cunt lips and press hard against your anal ring.That's all for now my horny little bitchI may finish this tale off in another email. I hope you. ‘Kody nothing. Nothing is wrong with you. You’re fucking perfect. Why do you think I’ve been after you for so long? You’re amazing, not only in what you look like, but who you are. I spend my whole day waiting for you to come and hang out with me so I can see you just one more time. I don’t know what I would have done if you wouldn’t have shown up one of those days. Probably would have gone mad with jealousy thinking about whoever you were around instead of being with me. I’m never like this, I. He bent me over on the stairs and took me from behind.” “No condom?” “No.” I said, shaking my head. I could see Matthew making a mental note to visit a clinic soon. “This time he lasted longer and he wouldn’t shut up. He kept saying things like, ‘Take it bitch,’ and ‘Cumslut,’ like a bad porn actor. I tried not to laugh.” “Finally, I could tell he was close. I couldn’t stand the thought of him creaming in me so I flipped around and let him jack off on my face again.” “ Hmph , ” said Matthew.. He is wearing adark wig with long pigtails at the side, they are tied with blue ginghambows. He is wearing short white ruffled sock with a pair of red sparkleshoes. The straw basket he is carrying contains a small stuffed toy dog.There was some free time before lunch, when our costumes would be judgedso I suggested that we take a stroll through the gardens.The building had not started its life as a hotel but rather as a countryhouse. The owners had employed a well-known garden designer to.