The body was preprinted.The boy began to glance at the photos. What is your desire, young man?To be the macho football player, the one no one picks on... The cool rockstar, the one others will envy? Or just a handsome guy, someone not soawkward?He didn't know it, but his dreams were about to come true. I'd watchuntil I was sure of his wishes.Now this was interesting. He wasn't gravitating to the macho studs. Hewalked to the wall that had the pictures of women. The swimsuit models,the prom queens,. 'm not sure why, but when it was just Allison and I, I don't remember dreaming at all. Maybe it had something to do with the parents coming home, or being back in my bed. Whatever the reason, it seemed like as soon as I hit my pillow I found myself in the hallway outside, of all places, Shannon's room. I had been trying to think of how to talk to her but hadn't come to any real conclusions. I guess somewhere in my head a part of me thought I was ready. She was already by about 6.30 & came downstairs to watch TV with us she was as excited as a kitten, Brad turned up at just before 7 & shirl saw him out the window & jumped up, giving me a long deep kiss & saying thank you again, the doorbell rang & Leslie let him in, i went to speak to him & told him i wanted to hear her voice or a txt every hour to know that she was OK, he agreed reassuring me of her safety & thanking me for allowing him to escort my wife for the evening & off they went, i. "Good girl..." she said, and leaned in to kiss me.She stroked my hair for a few more seconds as I my body adjusted intobeing fucked with the large dildo.Sarah stood, bent down and put her mouth next to my ear. "It's going togradually get faster..." she whispered.She walked around me, touching me all over, tweeking a nipple on thebreastforms and delighting in my jumping and shivering at her touch."Look up...look up and see yourself being fucked in the ass," she said."Look at the girl in those.