Suddenly, Karen seemed to settle down. She started to tell me that I just better get out, but before she finished she saw my growing cock. She also...notice that I was staring to the side of her, so she glanced back and saw her beautiful rounded ass in the mirror. Karen started to seethe again, but this time her voice was different. It had an evil hiss to it, a revengeful tone, not a tone of fear. She called me an old fucking pervert. The next thing she said stunned me. She told me to. Cam was what girls referred to as, ‘fuckin’ sexy’ with his 6’4′ muscular frame, brown complexion and brown eyes. He kept his hair neatly trimmed into detailed waves, and had a hint of a moustache on his upper lip. With his vigorous workout and conditioning schedule, his 6-pack was evidence of hard work, and he wasn’t afraid to flaunt it when he had the chance. Girls all around the nation, and soon the world, know who this twenty-two-year old is, and they all wanted him. As he walked through the. The very thing that I was imagining allday. Almost there. Her breathing began more sexual and took bigger breaths as her chestopened and closed, rising and deflating. I knew something had began to happen and made mymove. I slip my finger down her robe and exposed her breasts. She tried covering her nipplesbut just with her fingers. I gave her a soft whistle letting her know it’s okay. She began rubbingher nipples slowly as I placed my hand on top of hers making her slowly massage herself. I. Shall we get well acquainted in each others' underpants???" Silly, I know, but this Hispanic Adonis is 6'3, muscular, nice shaved with a trim goatee, bald head, and speaks with such voice diction and suavity! He is eloquent in his lectures and always calls my name..."Lyric" loving the way the two syllables are expressing; engaged with eyes interlocked with each other. Each time he speaks my name, my panties are moist, yet I cannot withstand it at times, for I tend to hold back from squirting in.