My now-deep tan contrasted very nicely with the near pure white of the dress, with the dress showing my assets nicely, and only covering enough to mak... sure any man would be tantalized! I checked my makeup again as the doorbell rang. Jewan was just a few minutes early!I took my time to answer the door, strutting in my heels, trying to develop a "come-hither" kind of posture, making sure the click-clack of my heels could be plainly heard on the tile floor. I reached the door as the bell was rung. I stood up, bringing her with me and mashed my mouth against hers with barely controlled lust, we kissed passionately at first, our tongues swilling around each other's and darting back and forth, but then I got more adventurous and started biting down on her lip and pulling her face hard into mine. My a****l instincts took over now and my hands that had been roaming all over her body found their way to her big but shapely ass and stayed there. First squeezing the cheeks, trying to get as much. It sort of was my first solo story, was writing about Robin with this other writer, Jax, and I sort of got obsessed with Bree and how she ended up like she was at the slumber party.”“Ah, still, for such an early story, it was quite intense. Which part was your favorite?”Talia did not have to think very hard. She remembered the story very well. “Um, when Katie realized they were going to let Samson in, and she practically attacked Bree, ignoring the fact that it was her sister, all in a desire. Whenever I took Carolina to the motel on the coastal road, she would ask me to tie her wrists to the bedpost with her stockings and let me lick at her, and she'd put her legs up over my shoulders. Or she'd ask me to help her in the laundry room and then use her cotton knickers or white socks to masturbate me with, very very quietly while Mum and Dad were watching tv in the next room. I'd release myself into her clean laundry and I'd watch her wash her knickers. And it became perfectly natural.