This year there will be Kresheshie at your school, you've never seen one in person but you know their hot. You begin thinking about them, more specifi...ally their women. You've always liked their lilac colored skin, dark hair, ribbed pointy ears, and squared retinas and pupils.You begin thinking of Kresheshie woman wrapping her purple lips around your cock, you begin to jerk off. You start thinking of your cock sliding into her purple velvet folds as you jerk off. You shut your alarm off as soon. That kept him up sometimes. But to write it from the POV of the female who haunted him… Now that was creative. And sly. And devious. She must be a real bitch, he thought as his phone buzzed. It was the copy editing department. His copy had been proofed and completed. He was free to now go home. He covered her eyes with his hands and nudged her forward. Tentative faulty steps made the going slow as she moved in front of him, walking carefully over the hard sun baked earth. Every now and then. Susie’s cunt craved attention… she knew that she shouldn’t but her fingers continued to tease her over sensitive clit, hoping that Ross being distracted by the phone call would not notice the minute movement of her middle finger. She just wished she could go back to her room and give her cunt the satisfaction it has been screaming for, for the past 12 hours. Adèle was still arguing with her sister… her head now faced away from Ross, who could only understand the odd word… so he gave up trying. Landing at Nice airport in twenty minutes, the pilot had said. The weather on the Côte d’Azur was good, he added. Twenty-three degrees and sunny.Now he was sitting on a bench outside the terminal, waiting for his former neighbor to pick him up. She had already texted him to say she was running a bit late, but if he waited for her outside she would swing by in a minute. Out of curiosity, he had clicked on her profile photo. It was taken on a beach somewhere. Her hair was wet and her smile quite.