Inthe camps after dark you were indispensable. You were much appreciatedand lovingly adored. Did you think that all those people were rapevictims and ...omosexual men? Some of them probably were, but for the mostpart, they were you. You helped us to maintain our ambitions and ourgoals, our sanity and our very humanity. Where's the darkness in that? Ican't see it. It's not Her fault that our reliance on you and our trustin one another fell apart over the centuries. That too, is on us!How much from. ..even before u his cock swells and his balls begin to contract...mentally he is past the point of no return. he laces his hands thru ur hair and grips ur head as u speed ur devouring..bringing him closer and closer to liberating his seed into ur belly. ur clit twitches as u feel the familiar enlarging of his already big dick; slippery and wet from ur ministrations.ur soft fingertips caressingly tug at his balls dripping with ur wetness, is all the trigger they needed to start contracting. i. I pick up the candle, the notepad, the pen, and your pictures and head to the bedroom. Oh, Linda, I want to tell you I know this is going to be an awesome time. My boxers come off, I 'm watching myself stroke myself, I lick my hands often, I can see beeds of cum as I rub the right side of my muscle's head. My cock is starting be more like a missile. I stop to write about the feeling. My notebad and my pen are full of sperm. I must tell you as I like to rub the head of my penis...my. ”“Aww,” Dawn teased. “Is Buffy jealous because everyone she knows is getting some kind of sex activity and she isn't?” she asked in an obviously sarcastic tone.“I just want a good orgasm to start the day.”“Why don’t you?” Dawn asked.“What do you mean?” Buffy replied.“Hop in the back,” Dawn said with a mischievous smile.“That will just make you late,” Buffy warned her.“And…?”This was all the convincing Buffy needed. She jumped in the back of her car and hoisted her skirt up, exposing her clean.