I want a man to lick me until I scream his name in ecstasy. The thought has me flushed and breathing heavily. I undress quickly and lie down on my bed... sliding nearly naked between the smooth, cool sheets. I reach down with one hand and touch myself through my panties, pressing the silky fabric between my legs. I rub my fingers across my clitoris, enjoying the friction of my panties rubbing against me. As I stroke myself, I imagine a man’s fingers there instead of mine, and try to envision his. Kicking off his sandal, Matt grabbed it and used it to extend his reach, dragging the pistol towards himself. A second later, he was glad that he’d used the sandal as he felt a slug hit it. Had Matt not had a good grip on the straps, the impact would have ripped the sandal out of his hand. As it was, he still felt tingles in his hand, but managed to drag the pistol close enough that he could grab it without exposing himself to the shooters from the car.“Now what?” he thought. “I have a pistol. ........................................ Ebima was ripped from the memory by the sound of his lord father finishing inside of Christopher, who was still unconscious. Lord Alexander thrust his massive hips against the boy's backside a final time, and threw his head back, howling as he filled Christopher with his seed. “Ah, how marvelous! They really don't make too many humans like this one.” He crowed, as he pulled his flaccid member out of Christopher, and let the boy fall bonelessly to the bed. The third day I watched her seeing me through window from her bedroom while I was taking my bike. While I saw her she suddenly hide behind window. I came to an conclusion that she is found of guy with good musculature. The days passed like that, one day I felt somewhat feverish and didn’t go for my routine work and stayed at home. It was around 2’o clock, I got up and had the lunch and was watching TV as I felt somewhat relieved. After sometime I heard cloth washing sound from the next house..