.."---Eric smiled to himself as he hung up the phone."He's really a girl!" he said to the genie. "You really are a genie!" Of course I am, master," s...e laughed. "I can make your dreams cometrue. You just have to tell me what they are." Well, I've always heard that the longest relationships are the onesbuilt on friendship. Larry has been my best friend since we were nineyears old." Eric explains."You don't need to justify yourself to me, master," shrugged the genie. "You can wish for. He looked like he wanted to kill me. That was until I grabbed her long soft hair, and pulled as a pushed my cock in deeper. I turned her head and demanded that she look at Pearson’s face. Her eyes didn’t look at his face…instead they locked on his large pulsating member, easily noticeable even in denim. I felt her pussy squeeze on me as soon as she realized what he was packing. I noticed. She was practically drooling by now, taking my backshots with her tongue out. So I started fucking her so. Only a few of the emails we received were from girls we know. Most of them included little notes to the effect that they can't believe we're doing the things we're doing. We were called quite a few nasty names. But a very few hinted that they weren't quite so disapproving.As you might expect, the boys we heard from pretty much universally have a different take on it. Most of them hinted that they would like to get to know us better, much better. I wouldn't mind taking a few of them up on their. It was still dark out and she knew it would take another thirty minutes to go to work. Unbuttoning her pants, Megan pulled them down. Reaching under her shirt, she unhooked her bra. Laying back down, she took Bobs stiff rod in her mouth. Grabbing Bobs hand, she placed it on her ass. Trying to hold the car steady, Bob pushed Megan's panties down. Slipping his finger between her cheeks her rubber Megan's tight hole before pushing into her soaked pussy. What brought this on, he asked puzzled but.