A speedy trip home I made myself a mild drink and settled down with the instruction manual. Actually, it was surprisingly simple. The camera was capab...e of taking sixty pictures before downloading. Once downloaded was completed, it automatically programed the unit to start another series of new pictures so it should be a no brainier.Before setting up the camera I checked my e-mail. There was a message from Bobby. That is the name my cyber partner uses; I am Lover Girl. That was the beauty of. That kind of to-do-list might be still good and useful, but it was very naïve.There is always many things you love to do and then you try your best to do it in your life; unfortunately, most of these things were not in your to-do list. You follows your heart, your feelings. For example, your first kiss with your lover, first long kiss, first touch to your lover's body. I have something I love to do and have fulfilled it since I was a little k**: being naked. I wanted, I tried, and I love in. Of course, I was younger, weaker, less experienced, and I'd never Devoured anyone. So why should I have had a chance? But it was still humbling to realize. Still, Mom flashed a proud smile at me as she went over to the couch and sat beside her sister. "He is something, isn't he?" "If I may, I'd love to see the two of you to sixty-nine while I fuck one of you in the ass," I said. "And I'd really love to see you take turns fisting each other after that. Preferably, again, while taking my fat cock. I would bring an inflatable mattress. She was becoming better at controlling her gag reflex and got better at taking more of my cock down her throat. In return, I would eat out her delicious, sweet-tasting little pussy. There were nights that she would make me cum only with her mouth, with me shooting down her throat several times. In the end, she would always get what she wanted, my cock deep in her cunt as she came.Other nights, I would fuck her tight little pussy all night long. She.