As usual, Kaija turned around, propped her hands on the edge of the bed, and hopped up. In her altered state, she had misjudged the distance. She miss...d the bed and landed on a pile of books stacked on the floor nearby, her body a blur of pirouettes and flailing arms that were punctuated by the sickening clunk of her head against the cement floor.Ally winced, her hands flying up to her mouth to suppress a terrified scream. Surely Kaija had to be seriously hurt after a fall like that! She found. I was literally squirming in my bed, as my daughter Pia suckled on my red nipple, and I cupped my free breast and asked him to suck me.He walked around the bed and stooped down and took the free nipple between his teeth, his mouth and lips sucking in the complete teat, and as I watched through slitted eyes, my pinkish-brown areola, disappeared into his mouth, and I felt the start of my auto erotic build-up to my orgasm.'Put your hand down my front', I ordered him, 'Finger me', I gasped, as my. Et me first say that this is a real story, just as all of my other stories. Nothing is made up and nothing is exaggerated. Hope you enjoy it and please share your thoughts in the comments As the four girl’s were passing through customs, Lynda was trying desperately to remain calm, any moment now and all the planning, the intrigue, the countless hours spent gathering information, would start to pay dividends. She watched as Alison proceeded in front of her to the customs desk and heard her state quite innocently that she had nothing to declare. The customs official decided to search her baggage anyway, as Lynda knew that he would, having been tipped off in advance by one of.