. I'm so turned on... I..." I'll be back in a few hours to see what's left of you." Laughing, with mypleas in the background as the fur shakes on th... rack you move towards thedoor. As you turn to close the door you can see your clothes moving alongthe racks and surrounding me. You smile as they begin to caress this newfur, and I shake more on the rack, trapped there forever!Hearing me swoon as I become more and more turned on, you giggle and closethe door and lock it. You can hear me. ” “Don’t share the photos,” I called once I realized what he had told me. It felt like an eternity before he came back. My cock had deflated and I was starting to count the distant ticks of the clock in the next room. I heard the click of a phone camera before I heard footsteps. I felt something cold dripping onto my cock and it was too thin to be lube. In an instant, I felt ice being held on the underside of my shaft and I closed my legs to get rid of it. “You don’t like ice?” Caleb asked,. Ihr seid Herzlich eingeladen , Eure eigene Post zu verschicken ;-) und die Geschichte weiter leben zulassen.Ich bitte nur darum es immer entweder aus der Sicht der Frau oder der des Mannes zu schildern. Und bitte jeder nur Seine geschichte erweitern und nicht die der Anderen User, danke.Ein unbekannter Brief eine Aufgabe eine Geschichte.wünsche Euch allen viel spaß,nun gehts los:. Perhaps he just feels it, but it’s enough to lure his hands into my jeans and under the waistband of my panties. I shudder, my eyes clamping shut as I feel the urge rise up into me. My nipples ache. I take a peek, noting with satisfaction how obvious they are, poking through the thin cotton. I wonder if you’re touching yourself while you watch. Playing with your pussy while mine is played with. Or about to be. I’m not sure when my hips begin to rock as well as sway. If I moved a little faster,.