" Tim pointed at Leah.Leah turned around to look at him. "Well, I'm pretty tired out, but maybe another time." She smirked at Tim, then walked out the...door.When she was in the hallway and out of Tim's line of sight, she turned to me and winked. "Have fun!" She mouthed.I smiled and closed the door. "You heard the girl. She's tired, but I'm not."Tim looked at the ground, ashamed. He was debating it. His little cock was still twitching in the cage, aching for relief."Besides, I haven't even fucked. She sent me an email to say that my stories were amazing and she feels wet down in her panty every time she reads my story and like always I thanked her for the appreciation and there on our email exchanging started. After a few days, she said that she from the same place that I am from and my eyes lit immediately with a wild thought of having sex with her. But I wasn’t sure if she wants the same. So I asked her to meet me, which she accepted. We met on the coming Sunday and we exchanged our. . and wondered how such a beautiful woman could have snuck into the house without him noticing. It was only when he glimpsed that unmistakable nose that he was really convinced this was his daughter.Blossom's lithe legs flashed down the stairs; with every step the dress's slits parted, revealing a long expanse of leg encased in sheer black stockings. The velvet clung tightly to her young body, emphasizing the slim waist, the full breasts. A gold pendant on a thin chain hung just between the. Having the weight on your back was a gentle reminder of the prestige and benefit that graduating from such a school would bring. It made the weight on your back more reassuring than it was frustrating, at least when you looked at it in that light. Moving slightly quicker you put a skip in your step, your blazer hiding the gentle bounce of your B Cup breasts as you moved along.Things had been going well for you. Your school was good, your grades incredible, your brother was coming back and your.