"I pulled the car to the side of the road. "Liv, let me be very clear about this; you didn't ruin anything for me. How could I possibly be upset? I'm ...lattered that you'd dress up to go out with me. Oh, and the only woman I'm out with tonight, or any night I'm with you, is Olivia Eastman, okay?"She gave me a huge smile. "Okay, and thanks, John. You know, it was fun, getting dolled up for a change," she admitted. I gave her a firm nod and pulled the car back into traffic. "Momma was floored when. He grips the back of my head, pulling on my hair while he presses his mouth against mine, but after awhile one hand lets go and he tries to sneak it into his underwear. It doesn’t take me long to notice, because he has to break the kiss to pant a little, and although watching him stroke himself with one hand pushed down his underwear makes me want to rip my jeans off, I know if I let him go it won’t be long before he hits an orgasm. I grab his wrist and push him off of me so he’s standing. To my surprise, she was not wearing any panty and her vagina is fully visible to my eyes. That was the first time I saw any girls pussy. I was shocked and slowly moved my hand to her love hole caressing her thighs. My fingers reached her spot and it was clean without any sign of hair. I could see her pussy lips clearly under the light and touched it with my fingers. They felt very soft and smooth. I felt her moving and immediately took my hands away and acted like sleeping. After some time I. “Yes, Thomas. Yes, I do masturbate to your stories. Quite often, too. You are a very good writer and your stories make it easy for me to put myself in them and imagine the things happening to me that are happening to her."When you write things like ‘he shoved his hard cock deep into her welcoming pussy’ I can sort of feel it in my mind. Or when you say ‘she loved the salty taste of his manhood’ I can taste it in my head. So yes I masturbate to your stories a lot,” she confessed.“I see. Well I’m.