I often think of her, how she reads my stories, while she self spanks her hot bell bottom.Jennifer hotly hopes I will continue to tell our sexy secret... here.I love to share some more intimacies which we enjoyed so much.Jennifer is still a virgin. Too tasty a tease as teen, not looking like ...I am really already eighteen, don't judge my age by my boob-size!Jennifer responds to the theme of taking turns in spanking each others bums:I would love to have so much fun to take turns spanking each. By the 4th day, Anne had just about convinced herself she'd never see the guy again. She was still slogging through Vanity Fair, not one of her favourites, when she glanced up and saw him. He was at another one of the desk-kiosk things across from her. She thought he should look more suspicious, but sitting there, he just seemed like a normal older guy studying for midterms like everyone else - not some book defiling pervert. Anne kept casting glances in his direction over the top of her book.. ’ ‘Well, is it helping at least?’ ‘Sure, you should try it.’ ‘Oh yeah?’ ‘Ha, right…did I miss anything in the rest of the house?’ ‘Here, I took pictures.’ He took the camera from her and cupped his hand to the LCD screen as he remained reclined. He flipped through the pictures, not really interested, already having made up his mind about the house. He suddenly felt fingers sliding through the hairs on his chest. ‘Har har, knock it off’ ‘Just keep looking’ She ignored his protests, spreading her. The mage’s eyes fixed on those plump melons, watching my fingers dig into the soft flesh. I brushed hard nipples, bringing a whimper to Greta’s lips. “I need to help him, but he won’t confide in me.“But you know his plans.”“Princess,” he groaned, watching me fondle my bedmaid’s tits. “I can’t...”“Can’t tell me about the lodestone?” I asked, rolling hard nipples between my fingers.“Yes, you can tell her,” whimpered Greta, her hips wiggling, pressing her ass back into me. I shuddered, draping my.