.. The Stalker attempts to redress that balance a little.As amateur writers, we do what we do for pleasure with no financial reward and I applaud each...and everyone who puts pen to paper or taps furiously at a keyboard so that others might enjoy. However, if you are a writer reading this, I beg you to attempt something ambitious, something different, something outside the predictable norms with your next story … amaze yourself and stupefy us the readers … please.Fantasy Vs Reality The major. The pads of her fingers began to vigorously rub the hard nub, while twisting and rolling Candice’s nipple. Jon lowered his head and tormented the left pearl with his tongue, he drew it in and sucked hard on the jewel, until Candice was screaming, ‘Please! Oh God! Please may I come?’ ‘No!’ Jon yelled back and tugged hard on her nipple. Amelia growled in her ear. ‘Sir! May I come, Sir? Count to forty!’ ‘Oh fuck!’ Candice grunted. She stomped her foot and threw back her head. Her muscles. That passion led to lust on my part and I was soon on top of her, French kissing her with my big cock pressed against her tiny pussy slit. She instinctively knew what was about to occur and pleaded with me not to slide it in. She told me she did not want to get pregnant. By now she was shifting her tiny hips from side to side in protest and to prevent me from entering her. She even offered to let me fuck her in her ass instead despite mentioning earlier just how painfully sore it was from the. It was all I wanted to do. Within seconds my pussy was wet with my juices. I was so horny.At the time I’d forgotten that he was my grandpa, I just knew that he was a man, a real man and that he was going to pleasure me in the best way. On impulse I took my shirt off and undid my bra. I smiled big when he saw my bare breasts, small and perky.His eyes got big and he went for them. His mouth on my nipples was a feeling that I had never experienced. None of those younger boys had ever done this to.