Nor that it would ever be fulfilled. It might in fact remain forever within the realm of our "fantasy jar" as we now called it. But it was also to be ...nderstood, don't put in the jar what you don't want to happen either.Seeing her write, watching her nipples harden with obvious excitement as she did was a bit of a 'mini' fantasy itself. I enjoyed it whenever I could convince her to simply stay naked, even doing mundane chores around the house, and though she looked upon herself with. “Harder” she said wrapping her legs around my buttocks and using her legs to draw me into her. I started to push harder and the table started rocking and squeaking under the strain.I took her legs in my arms and increased the intensity of my pounding into her snatch; she was squeezing her breasts with one hand and furiously rubbing her clitoris with the other. She was making a lot of noise and I just hoped that I had closed all the doors otherwise Judy was sure to hear us. I looked out of the. Not that her boyfriend minded, he knew I had seen them at it, giving her a good doggy as I watched them and he watched me.Her room door was open and she was loud enough to wake the dead. The bottom of the bed, which faced the door, was high enough to obscure her vision, as I stood quietly on the stairs, peering through the space left by the solid banister, all he saw was my eyes, but that was all he needed, I was 5 years younger than her and my youthful hunger was being satiated by the shiny. As Kelly worked to click the belt into place, the back of her right thigh pushed off the seat a bit, making the thinly loose fabric shake. Edges of the skirt slipped upwards along the tops of the skin.Frank cursed himself inwardly. He allowed himself to admit that Kelly had some extremely developed adult body features. That didn't matter though. He had just met this girl and she was young enough to still be in high school. More importantly, she was a friend of Danielle's. He needed to stop.