He then slid both his hands up my right leg, again ignoring the dress. This time, now that there wasn’t a thong in the way I felt his left finger ti...kle at my shaved pussy on the way up. I wanted to moan but I was filled with excitement to the point of silence. I knew his hand would have been able to feel how wet my pussy was. Fuck, I could feel my inner thighs were wet from my pussy. He put his hands on my waist and patted down my stomach like they do at airports then, rubbed my boobs. “What. 'I just laughed but at the same moment, it made me horny, the idea of him coming into my bedroom and just fucking me was extremely hot.Today had been a tough day, I couldn't sleep, I sat up deliberately, pushing my pink satin sheets down to my knees and looked at my clock at 4:30 a.m.My mum's boyfriend would be passed out drunk, and my mum wouldn't be home until 7:00 am due to working the night shift. I grabbed my silk robe anyway in case my mum's boyfriend was still drinking.Generally, I've. Yet, what proof existed that Leda was in fact a merciless tyrant? Rebecca had met only a handful of Arcadia residents, including Frieda, and Arma. She’d experienced nothing of Arcadian life, and virtually nothing of life within the palace. The only locations she’d visited during her visits were The Hall of The Gate, Leda’s extravagant suite, and the guest accommodation between. The palace grounds were nothing but a blurred remembrance. So it all came down to this: Young-Rebecca in her various. I wish I could have felt his soft cock grow hard from me jacking him off, but this was a good first touch. Slowly at first, then faster, matching the quickening of his breath, his hand slid my clasping fingers up and down his swollen cock shaft. It only took a few minutes before he started to feverishly fuck my hand, feeling him thrust his cock into my fist, pistoning his ready to explode cock into my now-gay cock jacking hand. I loved jacking his cock… beating him off. I wanted to make him cum.