'please don't do this'Just the one line was all that she sent. Well of course I'm going to do this you fucking slut, I shouted out.'tell me, this is y...ur last chance.'I sent back. I waited two days before her next mail arrived and I was beginning to get a bit worried.'please I can't do this very often, only when my husband isn't around. Ok I was at college and my then boyfriend took them, in fact he took a lot of me but only a few like this. I was eighteen or so at the time.'Only eighteen, my. Everybody how are you all doing among yourselves, huh? everyone kool? well I would hope that y'all, or you's are, or is however said be that of the person of I myself speaking some, or such correct, proper, standard English grammar being of the American dialect, or not, or be I myself speaking that being of 'the-king's-english', or a form, or fashion of eubonics as in street-slang, be at least feeling okay if not better yet to be possibly said alright, or best of all to be said feeling blessed. Someone spread my legs to get a better view of my vagina, but the I felt him licking my cunt. We were all having real fun when I thought where is my love? I could not get the feel of his big cock any where. I somehow raised my head to look around and found him sitting on a chair with a bottle of beer enjoying my ****. He was fully clothed. I pushed every one away and went to him and sat in his lap. Pulled one of his hands over my breast and asked, Have you become angry with me darling? And. “You’re so adorable. Okay. ‘Danny’ it is since you’re going to be screaming out my name tonight instead,” Stella purrs in such a way, Meg can feel her pussy dampen. Wow. She never expected to get turned on by a female. She submissively lets Stella finish tying her up before Stella steps back and scrutinizes her handiwork. Meg’s arms are above her head and splayed with the restraint of the ropes, yet her upper body relaxes on the pillows as Stella instructed. Stella quickly pushes Meg’s legs.