I had stopped the van about a mile from the house. Cut the box carefully with my pocketknife, and was attempting to ease the flap open when *Boom* it ...xploded, not a large explosion, not noisy, just a small one.It was then I noticed that my hands were covered in blue paint... "Oh Shit!" I rushed the van to my house ran in to remove the dye. It would not wash off. "Shit, shit, shit..."What was I going to do. Honesty was my answer. I drove to her house grabbed the blue splattered box, and headed. More girlfriend more…. Please don't stop, don't ever stop." Dawn's body shimmered and she felt herself orgasm once again. She eased her mouth away from Trista's pussy and moaned out loud, "Ohhhhhhh, ohhh fuck, love you Trista, love you honey."Trista had fresh love juice and the remnants of the earlier mixed pussy/cock cum all over her tongue, seeping back in her throat and spread on her lips and on her chin, forming a mass of beautiful, clinging, glistening jism.Dawn twisted around and kissed. The relief of hearing the news is taxing my ability to control myself. I will make up for it."Feeling frisky he sent her a picture of the sauna in the spa.Meet me there at the usual time, came her clearly aroused bond-reply. We are still to use the facility for an intimate encounter. This will change tonight, Ashayam.He sent back an image of a heart – his usual reply for 'I love you'.Talk to her, T'Pol instructed. A serious undertone returned to her mental voice. I cannot begin to imagine the. “Jasmine, go over there and let the Major feel your sweet little tits - maybe he would like to have a lick on them also. And he may even want to put a hand up your skirt and feel your cunt!” As the Madam gave the blushing girl a gentle shove toward me, she instinctively covered her naked breasts with her hands, but Miss Lem quickly pulled them back down, saying sternly, “Now none of that, Jasmine, here - I will help cure your modesty!” - as she deftly removed the girl’s neckerchief and.