.. . . Good talk . . . Shit. You forgot your coffee.HEY. YEAH, you were completely correct. Practically verbatim. Uh huh. Abso-fucking-lutely. Wouldn'.... Miss. It.YOU REMEMBER your friend, don't you?Shit.What was that?Yes. Yes, of course, I remember him.There is a long string of profanity running through her head right now. Watch her face; you can see it all. See how the breathing stress has kicked in? She's adjusting herself. Lowering herself. Fighting whatever the fuck it is she believes she. ”As Terri was on her knees leaning over Cody’s waist she grasped his throbbing manhood and she could smell her pussy and she put his head in her mouth and her tongue moved in circular motions over his cock. Cody’s face went from disappointment to bliss, “Terri – T,T,Terri you do whatever you want to me!!”She wasn’t able to swallow his penis down her esophagus but she did her best as she gagged several times as she jerked the base of Cody’s cock in her mouth. She could feel his hands brush. "Even more than I expected. It's one thing for me to tell you to go out like this, but if you hadn't gotten so wet over it I wouldn't have to punish you. You ought to be ashamed of what a whore you are." Yes sir, I am," I replied, still rubbing against his hand. I did feel ashamed, but, just as when everyone had been looking at me on the way over, that feeling was somehow translating into making me even more turned on.He withdrew his hand and brought it down particularly hard on my ass."I don't. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous.3. Out of the aforesaid.