Reaching it, she crawled off her primitive craft,emerged out of the water wading on her knees,and kneeling before us in the sandshe said she was sent ...o you as a gift,but asked for the privilege of being brought to you alive,for she had a message to deliver to you,my revered Princess,before willingly giving to youher body, her life and her meat.Such privilege must certainly be earned,so we had to test whether she was sincere,and whether she was worthyfor you to lend your earto her wordsbefore. I lean my head back against the shelter wall again, and close my eyes, as the stranger fingers a nineteen year old student’s wet pussy. Slowly he pushes in deeper and I find my hips rising up to meet him, his curious finger exploring the inner walls of my tight vaginal canal. He pulls back out slightly, and then plunges in again, deeper this time. I groan, and push against him. The sounds and aroma of wet teenage pussy begin to fill the space inside the bus shelter as he pulls out again,. “The part where I can’t get enough of you,” I said. “I never have and I can’t imagine that I ever will. In the last three days we have had some amazing sex and here we are after having pleasured each other just about an hour ago and I am already planning our next episode. By tomorrow morning I will be thinking of some new way to make you moan with pleasure.” “Have I ever told you no?” you asked. “No, my love. I don’t think you ever have,” I said. “Then what makes you think that I’ve ever had. Really old, but so pretty too. I could live there." Dad say's that we used to live there when I was really small. I sorta remember it. It had been in his family for years. He sold it to a friend when we left and made him promise to keep it for fifteen years before he sold it. Frank has been renting it out and keeping it up for Daddy. It must be worth a fortune now, I don't know how we could ever afford to buy it back." Is he thinking of doing that, Amie? Is he thinking of you guys moving back.