.." My words weren't coming out too good.She leaned over and put her lips next to my ear as one hand slid beneath the sketch book and cradled my bulge... "Pretty please?" she purred.I flipped the pages. There she was, in all her imagined glory."Wow," she said. "Not bad. I thought you might be undressing me with your eyes. Guess I was right."I'm sure my face was seven shades of red. "I'm sorry," I told her. I don't normally do that. It's just that you were...And I noticed the...And I. . Hal Wilson! And you wouldn'ta believed it, he was so nice. Wow! and afterwards, that man sure knew how to play in the sack. I was beginning to feel like an acrobat."Laura listened as the blonde girl went into great detail about her adventures with Wilson."... and we were in the big bedroom, the one with the round bed... you probably haven't seen it yet... and..."Laura almost stopped her to tell her she was wrong, that she had photos to prove it, but the girl was completely engrossed in her. He was half asleep and moving in and out getting harder by the moment. I whispered softly. ‘Fuck my ass baby stick it in deep and fill me full of your hot cream. His hands reached and using the abundant cream from our passion he coated me before moving his fingers in and out when he had three fingers inside he pushed and with a soft moan he was buried deep. Still half asleep not sure he wasn’t dreaming I worked myself up and down his beautiful instrument waiting for reality to wake him. "Wozu das Tuch, keine falsche Scham, mein Süßer. Wir haben dich ja gleich wieder in dein heißgeliebtes Fell gepackt. Auch wenn du damit nicht wirklich weniger nackt bist." Christina, bitte hör zu, ich fand das ja auch ganz schön und toll...und auch erregend, zugegeben. Aber ich brauch jetzt erstmal wieder Pause!" Oh je, ich hatte das Halsband vergessen. Wie ein Blitz durchzuckte mit der Stromstoß."Wann du Pause hast, bestimmen wir Süßer. Und überhaupt, Pferdchen sprechen nicht. Also halt dich.