If Iwet myself, I had to send her an email and ask her to change me. Towardsthe end, she had to change me up to six times a day. She had me keep thedi...pers and baby powder in the lower left-hand drawer of my desk. Shewouldn't even let me lock it."And the whole time you were seeing Greg right down the hall?" Yes," Wendy says. "I'd change my little baby and get him all comfy anddry and then Greg and I would take a 3-hour lunch at Midtown Hotel. Bythe time I came back, my pussy filled with Greg's. This alone took two or three hours.She hoped he had the time to read them--though she sometimes wondered. His answers would ignore some of the most important points--and he hadn't been writing much lately, in fact, his last letter was over a month ago. This was beginning to hurt Ann and she sometimes had difficulty in sleeping at night-- wondering if he still cared as much for her. Her concern gradually turned to frustration and then to anger with him for neglecting her this way.Perhaps, as. God it made me horny!! When I came up for air, I saw Chuck, still standing in the window. I also noticed that my neighbor’s car was in his driveway, and I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted that short, fat cock in my ass!! I told Jill to zip up and follow me. I led him over to my neighbor’s house and knocked on the door. When he answered I pushed my way in, leading Jill by the hand. “Get me some grease!” I ordered. I dropped to my knees and pulled out Jill’s. I there. My name is Melissa. This story is about my craziest sex moments so far in my life since I turned eighteen years old. I love to look back at these times and laugh and masturbate about them. So here goes...