“She’s beautiful, almost as pretty as you, with a body nearly as rockin’ as yours too. But she knows it, she even fucked my damn boyfriend. We...fight like anything though. When her drug-dealing POS boyfriend tried to fuck me for the thirteenth time and she tried to talk me into it, I had enough. I ran and ran and asked grandma if I could hide down here and she said yes. I love grandma.” 'Wow.' Destiny thought.“Sweetie, I’m so so sorry to hear all of this. Come here.” Something maternal. She was a talented author, and he would have to admit that to her. As much as it galled him, she was pretty good. Scrolling down the page, Harry saw a picture of her. She was beautiful.Her green eyes snapped with intelligence, but complimented her blonde hair nicely. He looked closer at her picture. She had a lovely, milky complexion and rosy, full lips. A vision of those lips wrapped around his cock flashed through his mind, and his dick hardened. Rearranging himself, he added that he liked. " he grunted at her words and decided another position was better to ram her pussy deep. So with her steamy wet cunt still wrapped tight around his dick, he flipped her down and got on top. Taking a nipple into his mouth he started to suck hard as if to get her milk out. Without another second to waste he took out his dick half way and rammed into her pussy. She screamed in delight at the new angle. He rammed her deep inside and when he hit her sweet spot she shivered and clamped on him gasping. “And what do I think?” he said softly. “That I’m…..um….loose!” His hand slid upward again, coming to rest at the junction of my thighs. With an evil grin, he said, “I’m thinking just the opposite! I bet you’re tight, actually.” He snickered at his little joke. His fingers pressed against the fabric of my panties. I prayed that my dampness hadn’t soaked them, but I was wrong. “What’s this?” he said pressing his fingers against the front panel before withdrawing and bringing his fingers to.