As a freshman I lived in a dorm room that I shared with another girl. She was nice enough but the complete opposite of me. How we got matched up is an... bodies guess but we seemed to get along well enough. She came from a small community in the pan handle of the state. She was petite with long blonde hair, an extremely pale complexion and pure as the driven snow. Her c***dhood sweet heart kept in constant contact with her and from what she told me they were saving themselves for marriage, which. By the time they broke off the kiss, both were trembling and panting softly."Gosh, I forgot how beautiful you are," Laura breathed on Mavis's smooth black neck.Mavis grabbed Laura's face in both hands and kissed her again, a searing, devouring kiss. "That's why I had to stay away," she confessed, talking into Laura's teeth, then slipping her tongue past them again, into Laura's mouth. "You think I'm so beautiful and all. I had to be beautiful for you." You marvelous creature," Laura purred,. For Becca! Stacy grips the pen tightly in her hand and gets back to work. She notices her lip, still firmly clenched between her teeth. It's almost raw. ~~~ After an hour, Stacy finishes the small stack of work she was given. She stands up out of her terrible chair and stretches her arms out. Everything feels sore and tired, except her young, aching femininity, which simmers inside her with an endless growing appetite. ~~~ Stacy climbs to the top of the stairs. There are a few doors along the. “Sweetheart! It’s your house! Come in.”I put the key in the keyhole and opened the door. Upon entering the house I saw a table with a candle lit and two wine glasses. I saw Kate in her red dress; a dress which she saved for a special occasion. She came towards and grabbing me by my hair gave me a kiss. “Happy anniversary!”'What the fuck! She does remember our anniversary.' I had no idea what was happening. My wife, who had been fucked two hours ago, was acting as if nothing had happened. She.