"Mmm, you taste so good."Then the tease turned away.I positioned another pair of logs on the fire, got them just right. While my sister drew down the ...linds. Which were the genius of our father. Every window had a slab of plank lid. Operated with a crank and latching from the inside. Up they'd keep even the heaviest rain just a landscape from the window screen. Or you could wind them down and lock 'em. Keep the elements and stray vandals from breaking the panes.Pamela returned from the. Then I lifted her right leg and kept it on my left shoulder. I cracked all the five fingers of her right leg and massaged her foot with pressure points being given extra attention. Later I rubbed her ankle and calf.Later I moved to her thighs. I enjoyed massaging her thighs as her skin was very smooth and as it is not exposed to outside much it was fairer in color. While massaging her thigh I moved my hand slowly and without haste to her inner thigh.This way my hand started touching her cunt. That's what all my fans are supposed to say!I sit there crying and sniveling as I read each harassing email, my fingers buried in my panties, fringing my steaming sex. I don't know why I'm skipping all the applauding emails. Emails of praise and congratulations for all my hard work. Nope! I'm pathetically sitting there playing with myself as I read all about how dumb I am. That's what my fans say, did I mention that?I'm about to cum when I reach one particularly nasty email. This woman writing. "OK, I guess you can look at them with me."We looked through the magazines and Patricia periodically made comments like, "His penis looks so big, but it fits inside her." Or "It's in her bottom, he's got his dick in her bottom!" One picture had a woman on her knees with the man behind her, the look on her face one of ecstasy. "Wow, that must feel really good to her." One picture had a different woman with the guy's dick down her throat, "Some of my friends say their boyfriends really like that..