Almost as soon as I got out of the cab, a guy in a messenger's uniform came up to me, and asked if I was Tom Wilshire. I replied, cautiously, that I w...s. He handed me an envelope. I gave him a dollar tip, and he departed.I looked at it. It was addressed to me, and it was in my own handwriting! I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, and it didn't have anything to do with a chill in the air. It had to be a letter to me from my future self. Damn! It could only be trouble. I opened and. Enough of that let us go to my story This is an incident from a long time ago. I was in first year of my college. There was constant hard on and always starving for a good, hot and juicy fudi. We used to get by reading some Massat ram novels and eventually masturbate. This is something very difficult to explain but people who is going through or have gone through can only appreciate what one goes through when you are that age. I used to view any and every female with only one object -sex or. ”I pumped in and out of her and said, “That makes it hotter,” kissed her and said, “She might join in also.”Sadly, she didn't wake up or join in.It wasn't long before I was ready to cum, again. I pulled out of Cassie, stood up and came over the naked sleeping Stacy.We were awoken the next morning, early, by the ringing phone. Cassie answered it. It was Stacy's dad coming to pick Stacy up and he'd be there in about fifteen minutes.It was a struggle to wake up Stacy, who was still naked and. "Poor baby," she purred soothingly. "You look like you could use a bath and a drink. You go shower, while I give April here a bottle and put her down for the night, and then I'll fix you a drink in the den. How does that sound, big boy?" Like an offer I can't refuse, ma'am." Good boy," she breathed softly laying her hand on his arm and taking a step closer to him with April cradled in her arms. "Never turn down an offer from your mother-in-law." No ma'am, I won't." The touch of her fingers held.