It is blue and I am thinking of you, the things we do – and then it turns red, what more can be said – you are there, next to me in bed -but soon ...t turns a limy green and I feel I am your queen. I hear your voice saying those things to me, the things you like to tell me and the things I love to hear. When will you return, my trucker divine, who scans the country delivering fuel, who texts me to say when he is in town? – And I am there in my best gown, the one you bought for me on our. As if walking on coals, she ignored the pile of her clothes and went straight to a wall where a makeshift wardrobe was built. A few black robes were hung there and since she didn’t have much time to dress, she took one robe off its peg and began pulling it on as she made her way up the stone-carved steps, hearing that whoever it was at her door, he or she was annoyingly persistent. ‘Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!’ she said as she gingerly took the stone steps up to the secret door. She entered the living. The feeling of sliding up and down her lovely tight grasping vagina was really turning me on and I tried to keep time with her as she fucked herself on my cock. Always with a strange female the first time never lasts long with me and I spurted my load into her flooding her upper crust pussy."That is lovely Charles, now I will have a reminder of you for a few hours." Let me stay the night and you can have more than a reminder." Let me think about it, but just let me sit here a bit longer."She. The girl’s moaning became constant as he rubbed the little nub. Her mother taught her the secret of the magic button when Hannah was 12, and she’d been masturbating ever since, but it never felt as good as Adam’s finger felt now. Pulses of pleasure were shooting through her body, and pressure was building in her groin. The unmistakable signs were becoming more intense until the explosion happened deep inside.The 14-year-old cried out as a powerful orgasm slammed through her body. She shrieked.