And in case the worst happened, it wasn't how I wanted to be remembered by you."Margo looked at him, love mixing with anger in her eyes as tears leake... from the corners."Would you prefer I remember you as you were in the park? Would you like my last memory of you to be stretched out on the table in the OR? What last memory of you were you preserving for me?" Or for Kelly and Nicki and I," Carol said. "Our last memory of you was a mass of red lying in a heap on the ground."Harry managed a weak. This caused him to let out a low moan. As I slowly inched down his boxers I thought back to the number of times I sat in my bed deep throating that rubber cock I had wishing that it could've been real. Now I had a real cock right in front of me and it was all mine.As the head emerged from the boxers I placed a kiss right on the tip. I already could taste the precum seeping out, and I liked it. I pulled the boxers all the way down and most of the way off then returned to his sexy love stick. I. I masturbated thinking of her and went to my room without making any noise. She was seeing the blue films and pressing her boobs and her pussy. I waited for some time peeping from the corner of the door she then pulled her nighty up to her stomach removed her panty and finger fucking herself. After few minutes she suddenly shut down the system and slept on the bed and continued to finger fuck herself closing her eyes and moaning sometimes my name uuuuuuhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaahhhhh……... There wasn’t anything more I really wanted at the show, either. I’d only spent about half of the money on my card. Maybe Mom will take me shopping for some other stuff soon.I decided to text Katie and see if she was free to talk. She answered my question by calling me. I told her what was going on and how much I missed her. It wasn’t so much about not getting my Saturday with her, since we’d been together after school every afternoon for two weeks. I just missed her. She missed me, too. She.