Her grade school and high school were just by the book and she married a guy from church that she was expected to. Her sex life began on the wedding n...ght and was about once a week now. That was fine until the Internet arrived and she discovered a whole new world out there that she didn’t know about.Getting kind of pissed off about what she’d missed, she tried to figure out what in the hell she could do about it without destroying her life as it was. In the middle of nowhere, there weren’t a. She didn’t want to come back home. But as with all dreams, they only last a split second before reality inevitably pops back to life. As she was getting dressed, she smiled at the thought of how lucky she was to have her dreamland cowboy, as she called him. He helped her get through the humdrum days. She had their snapshots that could wisk her out of the same ole same ole with a snap of her finger. She was happy. He had been a part of her heart, long before anyone would ever imagine. Even. She had the prettiest green eyes that I have ever seen. You felt like they were just drowning into their depths. She made me feel like I was nothing compared to how she looked. I had my blond curly hair pulled up in to pig tails, and it made me look younger then what I was. "Hey umm Alyssia would you mind handing me my suitcase and maybe helping me put up on the shelf in this closet?" Rochelle asked me. Her voice knocked the thoughts out of my mind."Yeah, I'll help ya out. I just hope we can. . . . Puri kar apni barso purani havas. … Mujhe chod ke ban jao behanchood… Aaj dikha de mujhe k tere lund main kitna dum hai.Hearing all this i increased my humping speed.Now she was playing with my butt hole…Bhai aur jhamak kar chod…. Mujhe apni randi bana lo… Aur jab je chahe mujhe chod….aaj se main tere lund ki diwani hoon.. Kitna accha chodta hai tumhara lund….aah aur andar tak dalo…i’m bitch in heat.. Fuck me hard….I was surprised by her dirty vocabulary….We both were sweating even when.