"There that’s better isn't it?" Tracy said and promptly placed her hand on Melody's bottom, causing her to jump slightly, "Let’s see if I can feel...Tina's marks through your skirt as I said I wanted to” Pressing her fingers against the lightweight material of Melody's expensive pleated skirt Tracy was pleased to feel firstly that Melody was not wearing knickers but then delighted as the clear hillocks of the previous night’s cropping could be individually defined. Melody whimpered as Tracy ran. He took his time and gave my pussy one of the best work out it had ever had. After he ate my pussy he spreads my legs wide and plugged his nearly nine inch pleasure tool in me. On that long cold rainy day I truly realized what it meant to become someone’s sex toy. As I stated before while I was away at college my mother cut my dad off from all physical contact. I had no idea that they had not shared a bed for well over two years. My father had begun to see other women, women my age. However on. . maybe....?" Leaning in closer, she rubbed one of her highly padded breasts against my arm. ***For some reason, I could not reject her advances. They felt, as they were, the longing of a former lover who sees an opening to get back in. I could not re-open that wound, not now. Especially now that Alex was out of the picture, she was the only friend I had. We ended up a tangle, naked, sweaty mass in her bedroom, and I tried to please her the best I could. With patience and understanding, she. F LESBOS: Sapho and Saphiqes stories
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