The boy bent at the hips as he pushed down the straps of the flimsypiece of lingerie. It fell down, catching on the buckle of his leftsandal. Rising h... fought the urge to cover the head of his penis whereit protruded from the metal shield.He stood straight; his hands dangling beside his hips."So cute," the man said. His soft chuckling changed into a cruel laugh.He stepped closer - his eyes searching. Then a sudden sting of heatattacked Lucian's penis and he staggered back, almost tripping over. I’ve always wanted to see Alaska. If I keep working as a waitress I won’t ever get there, though.’ ‘I’d love to take you to Alaska,’ Tommy thought as he got in on the driver’s side, started the car, and pulled out of the parking lot. He breathed deeply, inhaling the delicious scent of Tina’s perfume. God, she was so pretty! ‘Didn’t you want to go along?’ she asked. ‘Ah…well, I, you know, wanted to be home for the summer. I mean I have this job and all…’ Tommy replied. He found it hard to. Held back plaited in the French style. Her natural highlights seemed to be accentuated in that manner, although some grey was just starting to appear. I felt guilty for that too. Jesus, but she was only thirty-two and going grey already. I felt guilty for feeling guilty. Wasn’t that a form of self-pity after all? In all the trials we were experiencing, not once had Sushi (a nick name), ever employed self-pity. Hadn’t she been the strong one? Only crying at night when she thought I was asleep. I. I bit my bottom lip, setting down my drink and moving my hand down to rub my clit slowly as I watched her body (specifically her ass) move about and bounce ever-so-slight. Recently, I’ve been delving into certain types of fetishes that seemed to be hotter if I imagined myself and Alicia doing them. My finger moved faster over my throbbing clit as my imagination grew of the things that I could see Alicia and myself doing on a daily basis while my husband was at work. I could just imagine her.