We then got into my car. I was nervous. I couldn't believed I stroked a cock. I was thinking about it throbbing in my hand and how anxious I was ...o really get to live out what til that point had only been fantasy. I had to say something to her; so I asked "What's your name sweetheart ? " She replied, " Tandy". She instructed me where to turn in this very small town. I finally pulled up to a brick bungalow . She got out and walked up the driveway . It was really dark and at first I. Started withmy sister's clothes, I loved her school uniform. I used to prance aroundin it when I was lucky enough to have the house to myself, which wasn'toften. I loved pretending I was a school girl, and a rather naughty one atthat. I'd pretend I was flirting to a guy, usually an older guy. I'd slipmy hand up those pleated skirts and rub myself through her cotton knickerswhile imagining it was his hand until I was about ready to cum. I'd thendash to the toilet take my cock out and finish. What a Swedish beauty. Thin, stacked, and nearly six feet tall, her blonde hair was almost white.“Mmm, who would you like to be?” I asked. I was pretty used to this. It’s the next narcissistic thing to taking selfies on your cell phone. Meet an author and get him to put you in his novel. I’d been doing this for so long that I knew that even though I would follow through and write a character for her, she’d never read the book. People forget. You meet them and promise to write the character, but. I'd never been touched by another guy before but I didn't care tonight I just wanted to cum ! I stopped fingering her arse and Carl guided my cock into her sopping pussy before Carl moved round and offered his sister his mighty cock to suck on !Carl groaned as Stacey greedily sucked on his cock as I rammed her for all I was worth ! After fucking her for several minutes I pulled out and aimed my cock at her finger battered arsehole and forced my way in ! Even after my rough fingering Stacey's.