She won the best Taylor Swift fan competition. She gets to hang out with you tonight and tomorrow. She also gets front row at your concert tonight.”...Taylor responded warmly. “Congrats Rebecca! It’s so nice to meet my greatest fan! Wow Dan! Look at her! She’s gorgeous.” I couldn’t help but blush as Taylor heaped praise on me. Taylor grabbed me by the hands and led me to the stage. “Uh aren’t we going to the front row?” I asked. “Nah don’t worry about that. I will make tonight one of the. I used to dream (when id get such type of lady luck). I never dream that one day ill be in a position to write my own experience in this site coming to my story, don’t expect a lot from this is some sort of love + romantic story.I am not good at expressing things as u guys do. Don’t mind, but do comment maybe some section of people may like it well it starts like this. I am some sort of shy type . i never spoke to my classmates(i mean gals) just hi and bye type. not that i am interested. i used. .. you stop and looking at him, you see he’s worried... you whisper ‘relax... you’ll enjoy it more’ as you gently but firmly release his cock... you look down and gasp.... its bigger than you’ve seen before, you can’t resist... dropping to your knees you stare at it inches away from you face... you see the end start to pull back as he gets harder.. Exposing the red wet end, before you can stop yourself your tongue is licking the tip and tasting his juices.... he moans and you do it again this. “I don’t plan to let any of those people know my kinky first husband was a pervert.”“But you just might need to see some of those recordings,” Tommy suggested.“I might. Since the films were made in my house, I may need to review them to see if they took any of my belongings.”“Now, that’s not something I would have considered,” Tommy laughed. “But I can see how that would be a good idea. But we should start with Helen and Chad.”“I only hope I can look that good when I’m almost fifty. And, my.