Then she went to sleep.It was just after midnight. Maggie eyed the red digits of her alarm clock, blinked drunkenly-it felt drunkenly, anyway-until th... digits resolved themselves into numerals and told her it was 12:08 A.M. It was dark in the room, but she felt the presence of the box nonetheless. She could see it with her mind, if not her eyes, watching her from the floor. Lifting her head, she looked at the spot on her carpet occupied by the box and confirmed its presence."What are you?" she. I probably shouldn't have been surprised by my dick's natural reaction to my first sight of Glen's tight pussy, but I was still slightly taken aback when I started to thicken and swell with desire as I bashfully pulled down my own shorts and sat back in the chair to prepare myself.Giving me an impish grin, Glen settled down onto my cock, which slipped easily into her tight, slick wetness. It wasn't like any of the pornos I'd seen - she didn't move up and down my shaft or anything - she just. She was aware that the movement had a tendency to open her cheeks a little as well. She knew he liked that and was too excited herself right now to think about silly modesty. Michael couldn't hold back any longer and as he whispered, "I know Brandon would want to do this," he lowered his head, kissed the inside of each cheek, spread them outward with his hands and then finally buried his tongue deep within her bottom. He heard Michelle give a little squeal as she turned her head on the pillow. It seemed to me that she didn’t need crutches at all. This impression was enhanced by the fact that she was putting weight on both her legs. Subsequently, I noticed that her left knee was a bit stiff and that she was unable to bend it enough. She stopped abruptly, slipped her left foot out of her shoe and moved her delicate ankle around. Her rosy sole was visible through her stocking. After curling her toes a couple of times, she slipped her shoe back on and continued on her way. Gradually,.