She didn’t know what other surprises could be waiting for her. ‘Jordan, can I ask you something?’ ‘Sure, ask me anything you want,’ Jordan s...id, coming further into the room. ‘What’s on your mind?’ ‘Well, you know who it is that’s doing the roses, right?’ ‘Yeah, but I’m not going to tell you.’ ‘I already figured that,’ Carrie said with a smile. ‘What I want to ask you is, should I be worried about a stalker?’ ‘A stalker? Oh god no Carrie. I’ll tell you this, the man sending you flowers is in no. However, studying the form he used to livein, seeing her tight toned body, her firm B-cup tits, her full roundedfirm ass and hips (the hips and ass he had always thought were way toobig). Now he thought that tight little feminine form was just perfect.And the fair, creamy complexion, dusted with freckles, adorned withthat head of brilliant red hair that set off her mesmerizing emeraldgreen eyes. To his way of thinking, that just made her whole packagejust right!Laynie's mind was going over all. Down, down to my ass. "I'm going to take this slow baby but once your used to my cock inside you, I'm going to pound you till I cum deep inside you." You warn me with a predatory grin. With that said you start to push inside my ass, slowlybut ever so firm at the same time you reach over and start to thumb my clit, rubbing it side to side as you push deeper into me. Feeling the pressure as you push inside me, chills running down my back I try and relax allowing you to push ever deeper inside. ”“Still not funny, Dean,” Pat lightly kicked my ankle.“Not being funny this time, Pat,” I glared at her.She punched me. She punched me hard. Now, I’m not being a pussy. Pat could only imagine 105 lbs, assuming earth gravity. I, well back home me, weighed 190 lbs. I was quite a bit trimmer here but I was also more muscled. I wanted a scale. I wondered if it might tell me anything. So yeah, she’s tiny, and I’m kind of built to absorb some shock, but she knows how to jab her fists. A shot to the.