“Coffee” I answer myself like a crazy person, and then I say “Everything, I want everything!” So then I start to wonder, should the story ...e called “Coffee” of should it be called “Everything”? Then I made myself a coffee and just started typing. I hope you enjoy. Everything It’s really hot outside and we’ve been sunbathing. It’s lunchtime and the sun is getting hotter by the second so we decide to come indoors for a while to cool down. The first thing I do. After some seriously intense breathing and moaning, Sophie straightened up, still obviously grinding her clit on the pillow.“One more,” she said breathlessly. “Fuck, love you watching.”“I love watching,” I said in a voice made thick with my own pleasure. “You.”“Won’t be long,” she said breathlessly.“Yes my beautiful Sophie,” I said. “Let it all out, let the orgasm carry you away.”“Fuck yes,” she moaned, and I could see the orgasm in her eyes. It was coming fast, so I stroked my own cock harder,. No, your father is not dead. He just passed out. I guess he couldn’t handle a little shock to his balls.” Michaela was a gorgeous young college graduate, only 23 years of age. She had long, straight chestnut brown hair that matched her adorable eyes and which framed a cute, finely chiseled face with a delicate nose. She should have been celebrating with her friends in Rehoboth Beach right now, but at the last minute she had decided to take a detour on her road trip and spend a night with her. I also had on a open cup bra and a nice little baby doll and had my red toes. I decided to go over to a friends house to see what was going on as I had not seen him in a few years so I put on some stuff over my sissy stuff and took a drive to his house. I drove by his place and he was out in his garage working on his car so I pulled up and got out of the car. He noticed me and said damn long time no see and I said yup just got divorced and am trying to see what’s up with everyone. We talked for.