My other hand moved from my cock to my nipples, to my stocking covered legs and I became more and more of a slut, more and more of a cock worshiping l...ttle whore. I wanted MD there so much, I wanted to hear her laugh, to mock me. I reached for my phone and took 2 pictures of my hand full of cock, I wanted to make her proud. I heard moans from the other side as I stroked. Suck it. I heard, I was terrified and said nothing. Suck it, I want your mouth. I stroked faster. SUCK IT. I spat on his. As I popped on my black super-mini and a baby blue belly shirt, I noticed something on my pillow: three spanking new toys for my erotic pleasure. It wasn’t difficult to figure out who put them there. One dildo was pink and rather thin, but it was every bit of two feet long. I didn’t quite understand why. The second one was bigger and very lifelike, and it had a suction cup on one end. This one had possibilities. The third toy was super big, black and stiff. It had a built-in hand grip at one. He closely followed me to the van and as the side door opened he quickly stepped in and closed the door behind. I reached for the handle of the passenger side door and a car pulled in front of us to block us in. I jumped in and told Kristen to drive, she put the van in reverse and drove over the parking stop behind us, across the grass spinning the van around as she turned onto the street. I turned and pointed to the bullet proof vest and told him to put it on. A few seconds later the car that. She took another sip of her coffee as she thought about going back to see Ranger Lee again. After all, I could say I was there to get the dildo back, she told herself.She giggled out loud as her free hand caressed her inner thigh. Her Lululemon running shorts felt comfy and allowed her access as she slid a finger inside them, teasing herself as she imagined spending some more time with Lee or the dildo if he was busy working. Setting the coffee down, she used her other hand to reach up her.