My diet was mostly composed of instant meals and protein bars these days, but I still brought a couple of fruits and vegetables every week. Doubtless ...ichelle would have more of a say on that later and I half-dreaded the shopping that was ahead. As I prepared it, I wondered. To be honest, I wasn't just cooking this for Michelle's sake. But it would also be a lie to say I was only doing this so she'd be a bit more persuadable later tonight. Yet, there it was. Mingled with that brotherly. ‘Have I been a naughty girl?’ she giggled. ‘Not yet. But the night’s still young.’ He lay on his back and helped her straddle him. She groaned softly as she sank down onto his shaft. ‘I want you to ride my cock, Brandy,’ he told her levelly. She began to gyrate on his erect member which felt huge between her legs. She felt like quite the naughty girl doing as she was told so unquestioningly. She was used to her boyfriends, Dan included, doing all the hard work. Yet. Even while Linda was alone with a guy, there was virtually no conversation. All discussions were confined to the sexual activity. Once the fucking was over the guy usually disappeared or insisted she leave if they were at his place. It was not often that a guy would stay for a second round of fucking and very rare indeed if he spent the entire might with her. In all cases there was seldom any self revealing dialogue as the men were just not interested. So although Linda knew a lot of men in the. Feel the water flowing into your bowels? Does it feel good?" It feels great. I feel filled up and all warm inside. Daddy, please rub my cooter while I fill up." Like this? Hold my hand and show me the best way to make it feel good. Like this?" YES! OH, that's SO GOOD. My insides are exploding!" Now, let's get you all cleaned up. Spread your legs so I can get in there and wipe off your goo. That's good. My, my there's nothing that looks better than a happy cooter, and there's nothing happier.