I like your writing, it's like you are someone I actually know and you are right here telling me these tales. Your really good! Mom said you are reall... cool and I agree. MarkHi Mark.Well, this is a surprise. I don't think the son of any of my online friends has been in touch with me before. Certainly not at the suggestion of their mom. I'm flattered. And by the kind comments you made about my writing. I obviously get messages from men as well as women, having read my stories, but usually to say. He ran as fast as he could and just barely made it to the bus-stop, walking behind Lydia.She had her hair in a ponytail as usual. She had on khaki capris, pink thong sandals, and a pink polo on. She had a big bag on her left arm, holding her books. She was such a sexy thing. Will wisely put his hand in his pocket and felt no hole. He put the key in and wrapped his arms around Lydia."Hey" He said in her ear, "You wore me out."Will put his back against the wall of the bus in the seat, Lydia in. "Make your friend happy! She wants some attention too!"He looked over at Diana, and I felt his leg come across mine. I watched as he planted his foot firmly in the crotch of her jeans, and I smiled as I felt the muscles in his calf begin to work."You're a bad boy! But I like it! I like to feel your leg working and knowing that it's going directly to her pussy makes me even hotter!" Can you get even hotter?" I've not even begun, Sweetie!"A smile crossed his face, but quickly left when we heard. I, too stopped all thoughts in awe. This guy truly was a professional!Knowing that true pleasure comes from variation, he never stayed long at one place. Only moments after, he stood up again, right behind my mesmerized wife and only a few feet from me. His hood had fallen off his head, and I saw his face for the first time. He was in the 20's with reddish hair and a trimmed goat-beard. Nothing peculiar, I remember thinking. Then, at the same time as he caught my eyes, and he smiled to me as he.