Not those who would openly leer at her, but the men who would try and fight the temptation to look at her breasts, she would see their eyes always fli...king down, checking out the swell of her breasts, trying to catch a glimpse of nipple if her top was low cut – which it usually was. She would discretely tease them, subtly pushing her arms in against her breasts, emphasizing their size and roundness. When a man would lose track of what he was trying to say, distracted by her breasts, she felt a. Me and Beth almost made it through the'fold'." Theo pointed over his shoulder to the hole. "When the thingwent unstable and we got separated, I woke up floating in some kind ofnebula and this being talked to me." He could tell they wanted more."She apparently built or somehow IS this thing," again pointing to the'gate'. "She told me she is older than the universe but also not olderand that she makes sure the universe is habitable for all life by'bleeding' off the excess gravity." Wait are. I successfully publish a few stories about some of my fantasies. To be honest, it feels good. When readers comment on my fantasies, they help rebuild my self-esteem. If a reader comments, "Sexy read," I feel sexy inside. One day, I stumble upon a female author whose writings attract my attention. She writes some D/s stuff which has been a growing fantasy of mine. However, it's really her series on a couple's journey to rekindle sex that prompts me to message her. I tell her I enjoy her writing. Again and again. Pumping you hard, pounding your pussy ... deeper ... faster and faster as your orgasm awakens and begins to grow.The motion of your toy matches the thrusting of your hips as you feel my cock plunging deep filling you completely with each delicious thrust bringing you closer to cumming. Oh yes, you are so close to cumming, fuck me, oh fuck me, do not stop fucking me is all you can think. In that final thrust you cum ever so hard, your warm juices flowing from you as you savor.