She kept snickering about it. We go in and take the food in. I noticed her leg was wet like she spilled her beer. I asked if she needed a towel but sh... declined. I noticed her shorts were so wet I couldn't keep my eyes off of them. I asked her about it she just asked if I wanted to wipe it off. I was unsure but he'll I did it. I grabbed a towel ran it up her leg but it wasn't beer. She grabbed the towel and pulled my hand up to her wet crotch. Pulled her shorts aside so I could feel her pusst.. Just as it did with my brothers losing contact, I’m sure that my girlfriends no longer stay in touch with me because I write erotica. Maybe wishing that they could inappropriately behave in the way that I do, my naughty words, thoughts, desires, and erotic stories must make them feel uncomfortable as they masturbate themselves while reading my stories. Oh, well, at least my legion of bashing, creepy fans still write me and down vote all of my stories to make sure that I’ll never win a contest. Magar darr bhi laga ki kahin mom dekh lengi to marengi isliye maine waha se chala gaya or mere kamre me jakar kapde badlne laga to dekha ki mere lund khada tha or mere maa ke pair mere dimag me the. Or mera mann kahin lag nahi raha tha or main jakar ke mere mom ke room me gaya to maa boli ke beta aaj jaldi aa gaya to maine kaha ki mom aaj jaldi chutti ho gayi to unhone kaha ki theek hain to mere maa ke feet mere bahut pass the man kar raha tha ki chu loon magar daar laga maine dekha ki jaise hi. Natalie does he same.“Go!”As Natalie watches, Emily sits down onto the dildo while holding it against her pussy and guiding it to her opening. Natalie follows along.Natalie can feel the stiff cock pushing at the entrance to her tiny opening. It is not going to go in, she thinks to herself. There is no way I can fit this inside me.But I don’t want to lose either.Natalie concentrates on the head of the dildo and starts to move it around and get it to slide into her pussy. She lets her weight drop.