Before she could get a word out Katy reached for her hand and walked her towards the bed as she pointed towards a chair for Brad to sit down in. A...y tried to get a word out just as Katy’s mouth came crashing down on hers hard as she pushed her down on the bed, her hands started tearing Amy’s clothes off starting with her top and then ripping her bra off taking one of her breasts in her hands squeezing her hard nipple and rolling it between her finger tips. She kissed her long and hard. I did really look like a sexy young girl. I would have fucked me!! We pulled into a truck stop late at night to get a bite before heading to our hotel. We walked into this diner and sat at the counter. I know all the guys were looking at me and then probably wondering what I was doing with this big black man. As I ordered a coke, one of the truckers, another black guy around 55-60, came to our table and said he had seen the show on the highway and said that I was a pretty girl. I thanked. Since she was in Maine, Poland Spring water was clearly in abundance, so that was the beverage of choice. The trip to the cottage didn’t take much longer, despite her travelling the speed limit: Maine cops were always looking to ticket Massachusetts drivers for going a mile over the posted limit. After she ate her grinder, she fell asleep without a care, her troubles miles away. The sun was shining brightly the next morning. Sarah awoke later than she wanted to, but there were still plenty of. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective reader opens to.A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader closes the book, thinks “that was weird” and goes about the rest of their day, probably forgetting about the strange book by the time they get home from the raging dumpster-fire they call a life. But the magic doesn’t just end there; the next.