Of course this posting is with the consent of my young Pinay Fuck Buddy (FB), who is in her early twenties. I am double her age. I'm a white boy, BTW....he sexting started, as it had before….Me: How’s your pussy.FB: Haha very horny.Me: I wanna bury my mouth and juice you up. Is it getting hairier?FB. No. it’s still the same.Me: Slow growth. Do you want to do some cock sucking practice?FB: Yes, and some riding practice. And I want to open up your ass hole. HahaMe: You’re going to violate my butt. I sank my face in his chest trying to bear it, but after I knew I was already crying. My legs were shaking terribly, crossed through his back, and he stood quiet and still while caressing my hair, like waiting me get used with him inside me. It was almost killing me, but I was… happy. I could feel his dick throbbing two or three inches inside me. I was finally his. Almost two minutes later I was able to look at him. He looked back, wiping my tears with his thumb. Are you ready? Are you sure you. She looked at it and realized the note was to her. In the note he left instructions on what chores to do that day and said that he was home but not feeling well and had gone to his room to rest and did not want to be disturbed. He also said that he might step out to the d**gstore if he felt up to it.As she went about her normal cleaning activities everything seemed quite ordinary for the day. Then she as she worked her way down the hall towards his bedroom she occasionally heard soft muffled. "The tour was interesting and creepy at the same time. There were little things here and there; pictures, books, paintings that suggested some importance, but except for a picture of Cooper, in uniform and standing somewhere dry and dusty, nothing that had any impact on me.The ground floor of the house was made up mostly of a huge living room that was faced by the huge picture window we'd seen from outside, a large kitchen with a huge walk in pantry, stainless steel professional grade.