We were going there for a vacation alright, but it was going to involve way more than sightseeing some of the sprawling nature reserves! The prime rea...on Marta and I were going to Kenya was to see to it that she came home pregnant...but not by ME, but by an African male (in fact there would be more than one 'donor'---there were to be three separate men doing the honor! But we weren't divulging this particular fact to either of our families (at least, not right a way)!Marta's side had a strong. I even paused to indicate that I was done.She opened her eyes and said, “Why don’t you bring some oil to put on my feet?”I felt upset because that meant I had to start all over and spend a lot of time again on her feet. While I was looking for oil, I asked my young aunt to help me. She just laughed at my dilemma.I came back with oil, knelt at her feet and started on her heels, working my way up. I didn’t rub her feet or press them. I simply applied oil to them and then caressed it on her skin.. ' It's all the way at the back of the pussy and cuves up, making it hard to reach. It's too deep for your fingers to touch and to be honest, most guys aren't big enough in their pants to find it, let alone stimulate it long enough. On top of that, not all girls enjoy having anything that deep inside or pushing that hard against their cervix." Is that how you make a girl squirt?," a guy named Zack asked. He was very buff and I'd had a big crush on him since I was a freshman. He was probably the. It felt so good the last time you did that, Daddy. While I was thinking about it, I absentmindedly progressed from circling my clit with my fingertips to full on massaging myself. It felt good, but not as good as you. So then I put a finger in myself, like you do, but it just wasn't the same.So I started thinking about it. I'm not supposed to be touching myself and you wonuldn't be home for a long time, but you did say you'd like it if I took someone else's cock sometimes too so maybe I could.