We posted poems at each other's walls. Despite being a dream team as a couple of lovers as Princess with her Prince Poet, well, we had some sad set-ba...ks as well. By hand I wrote booklet about our love. Very fast. Only three weeks for 200 pages.We dream of her visit to me in my cosy little corner, the 'armpit' of old town and the old wood harbour across my street. La bella Isabella will have her own room, but be most warm welcome in my big bed every day and night. Or on my tasty table.High. "They are all thinking. Saundra thought wow here I am watching my husband fucking an underage girl. Alice thought, I can't believe Mark is actually fucking my daughter and I am allowing it. Bobby is thinking, that girl is a hot fuck I hope she will be my girlfriend from now on. I know she won't tell anyone at school so we'll be safe from the know-it-alls.Mark and Mazie are fucking like two wild animals having epileptic fits. She is now screaming "fuck me fuck me daddy cum in me." Her climax. I go back and start sucking her titties again and her neck, I am rock hard by now, and I am really wanting to stick it in, So I ask her can I stick it in, but she says no, I say only a little, and she still says no. I keep kissing her but I make sure my dick is touching her pussy, I start beggin her please just let me stick it in. just a little. She still says no, and I tell her my dick is hirting so bad, because I need to do it. then an idea comes to my head that I can make her feel guilty,.. But again, so what? I accepted your apology and very much enjoyed the next day at the museums. And I was happy to take you to dinner and spend time with you.”“But I didn’t do anything for you,” she sighed.“Sure you did! You gave me great tours of the museums and kept me company. I thought we were becoming friends.”“But I didn’t...” she sighed.“Didn’t...” I started to ask, and then it dawned on me.I put all the pieces together in that instant, and totally understood what was going on. One of her.