Oh god, before you gothere I was so worried you wouldn't even be able to recognize me at all,you have no idea." Baby." I reached out and stroked her c...eek. "To me, you look the same asyou always have - beautiful." Oh yeah?" she smiled. "Here, let's play a little game. What part of medo you find the most beautiful?" Easy," I grinned, "it's-" And don't go saying my personality or any of that crap, Mr. Cheeseball,"she interrupted. "I'm talking physical features here. I'll bet you it'snot even. .. and came some more. Never had it been this good!Vicky shuddered and gradually came back to her senses. "Ummmm. That was the best yet!" She turned and slid her hands over Bill's still turgid cock. "Hey Jackie, lookie what I have here!"Jackie looked up from licking Vicky's copious juices, her face shiny and grinning. "You mean you left some for me?"Later in bed, Bill was hammering away into Jackie's cunt as she sat on him facing forwards, bouncing rapidly in time with his thrusts. Bill had. I’ve never even had a boyfriend, but I want to be as close to a wife for you as it’s possible for me to be,” Ann said.I said, “Just as different people understand the same words in different ways, you and Wendy feel and know love in different ways. With Wendy, it’s almost like I have to speak a different language for her to hear me, understand me, and know I love her. A person who speaks French isn’t superior to a person who speaks German. You need to understand that in the same way, a slave. Fear was a favorite fantasy.The bus ride dragged on interminably, and boys she knew kept wanting to relate to her, to talk, kid her, tease, or flirt... Hurry, hurry, hurry, she thought, exhorting the bus driver to drive faster and traffic lights not to turn red.She arrived home. Her mom and dad weren't there. She knew they wouldn't be home for hours, and it was only the site over the fence that stopped her from running to her bedroom, ripping off her clothes—she loved it when she could take.