’ She smiled. ‘But I just wondered…how would you answer your question?’ He paused. ‘Ms. Trulock, you stand as a singularly extraordinary you...g woman. I have never been asked that question by a student before today.’ She flushed. ‘I didn’t mean to put you on the spot, Sir. But…I really would like to know. What would you say to yourself at twenty-one?’ Slowly MacNeal raised his arm and opened his palm. Inside sat the small, folded square of paper. ‘Ms. Trulock, I have maintained this exercise as. You must have donesomething with that fruit I just ate. I'm so horny I could fuck thewhole valley football team again." She walked - no sauntered - over tohim and smiled. "You think you could do something about that?"Rob smiled at the gorgeous nymphomaniac he had created. "Let's see."Stephanie smiled even wider and slowly moved her dainty hands towardshis waist. Slowly, she eased them down into his pants until theygrasped what they were seeking: his cock. Slowly, she began strokingit, loving. He would use it on her lover and chase her out of the house afterwards with it.About an hour after midnight he noticed that he could hear movement inside his house even though there weren't any lights on.As he came closer to the open window he could hear his wife softly moaning and asking her lover why he was back so early. But that was soon lost in deeper moaning by her and her quietly telling him that he was doing everything that she needed him to.Lisa was soon moaning and crying out unlike. Letting my anticipation grow even more. I close my eyes and slowly, slowly let my fingers trail lightly down over my belly, then along the waistband of my tights. I inhale deeply, taking in the fresh, pine laden scent of the mountain air, my body softly tensing and releasing as I tease myself. I slip a hand over my mound, my thighs opening to give better access, my other hand moving to my breast, kneading it gently. My breathing picks up as my earlier desires hit me full force and I squeeze.