. like the kind of accident constellations are made of.”He traced the shape of her slit with his fingers. Up. Down. Across. He opened his mouth and ...et a hot rush of breath wash over her fresh mound.“You’re just an obsessed maniac,” she said.He peeled her lips open with his fingers and slowly dragged the flat of his tongue up her open maw. Then he planted a hard, wet kiss over her lips.“Probably. But as obsessions go ... Maybe I’m like one of those crazy, reclusive millionaires with a huge. He leaned back and opened his legs slightly, totally exposing his manhood for me. As nervous as I was, I wanted this too much to stop and reached out my shaking hand to touch him. His cock looked huge with my small fingers wrapped around it, huge and wonderful. His cock felt warm and smooth and soft but firm as it swelled to my touch. “Do you want to kiss it?” “Go ahead, it’s alright, kiss it” his cock felt firm and heavy in my hand as I held it up and leaned over. I placed a small soft kiss on. Had he recognized her? She could have sworn he hadn't.As for her, she'd reacted to the sound of his voice before she even saw him. The passage of years hadn't changed the peculiar sound of his voice, the words blurred by the way he spoke them. When she'd met him before, it had made him sound uncertain. Now it made him sound dangerous.He looked dangerous, too. He'd grown older, and more powerful. She hadn't realized how young he was, the last time she saw him. He'd been a man, yes, but not fully. It was onlyever supposed to be a fantasy! I struggled against the ropes long and hardbut to no avail. My distress and muffled squealing only seemed to increasethe look of slight amusement on his face and he clicked off snap aftersnap, full length, close up and as my struggles made my skirt ride furtherand further up my thighs, shots showing my evident excitement as myswollen penis bulged against my tight little panties."And now the finale, poor, trusting Rebeka" he said and abrubtly yankedthe.