However, I acknowledge that not everything I have written is true whenI have tagged it as 'Autobiographical' as Fictionmania states thatonly elements ...eed to be. So, in these tales, there have been elementsof truth (including some of those that might be perceived as fantasy),and sometimes elements of desire yet to be fulfilled.I live a good life with a good heart, and I don't question those whomay appear different. I am open and wear my heart on my sleeve.I consider this email an invasion of. “Cynthia?” Here’s your twenty, you’re on.” “OK. Give me about 5 minutes and meet me over by the tall bush at the corner of the house.”With a little metal rod I had made, I could raise the blind on the lower window from the outside a few inches.I checked the lights inside. I wanted to wait until Cynthia was in the room before I raised the blind. I saw the lights snap on, gave her a few seconds then lifted the blind.She was already naked and running the tub. I gave Tony the high sign and he. He would cum right after me groaning and calling out my name. It was so intense that my thighs would tremble afterwards. I had become used to his cock but it still felt tight when he first pushed into my pussy. I had nothing to compare him to other than my ex-husband but his cock was twice his size in width and in length. It made me feel completely filled. He stretched my pussy lips and I loved how we looked together. It was beautiful.My clean-shaven pussy lips would glisten around his hard wet. Just tell me about it like you have today. Let everything be open and honest between us. Did you like what Sarah did to you?”Oh, shit, I do have to be truthful, “I did rather like it Daddy, and she did make me cum. I didn’t want to, but it just happened.”Now I feel how hard you are beneath me, and I slide off your lap, down between your legs, and in a frenzy unzip you and get Little Danny out to the light of day. My lips are on you and my fingers start to play with your balls. I leave one.