You look almost delirious, your hair flung about, your hands scratching my chest, wrapping your legs around me to pull me in, trying to feel every inc....I feel my cock throb once, getting ready to explode into you. “…Cum for me…” is all you could muster. You are on the edge of ecstasy, wantonly riding my stiff cock, on the verge of an orgasm of your own. I ram my cock as hard and as far into your pussy as I can and you take it all. We intertwine, creating a sexually synergy which I have never. She continued, "But that isn't what I really want. I want to wake up in the morning cuddled up to a man who has loved me in the evening. A man who offers to get up and make the coffee, knowing we will do it together while preparing breakfast. One who sits across from me reading the morning newspaper, and who I can depend on being there the following morning as well. That is what I really want." That sounds like the American dream. I'm interested. It is something I would like to work toward with. ?First, we must have an explanation for your absence from your family.I shall ask your mother?s permission to have you stay with me for ashort time. I shall ask this of her under the pretext that I am lonely,and that I am fond of your company. I will add a further inducement bystating that I feel that it is not beyond the realm of possibility thatyou, as Sheila?s sibling, may also be at some risk. That removing youfrom this locale temporarily is merely a prudent and proper precautionto ensure. I didn't have much to show off in boobs, as i still hardly wore a 34AA bra.I sometimes got teased my boys who would always type numbers into a calculator and flip upside down so it would read "boobless".I was always sort of jealous of Liz's boobs, she wore a something B.They did always hang out a little and made her even more attractive.But just thinking of those tits and how we had kissed earlier just turned me on and before i knew i was playing with my self. I lost my own train of thought.