She had sent me a zip code for her hotel. I copied and pasted it to my phone’s map app and simply prayed to the merciful Thor that the latest operat...ng system update wouldn’t send me to a random Wallgreens or Seven Eleven. ‘On my way!’ I simply texted back and practically ran down the stairs to get to my car. Jabbing at my phone, I arranged for the directions to swap over to directions by car. Moving from the car lot, I navigated the mean streets of NYC to find the hotel Emma was staying at.. My hobby is collecting stories that are sexual in nature and publishing them after some development. So, I once openly stated on my blog, that if someone has a story that she can narrate to me in privacy, I am ready to pay for the story if she is okay with me that I publish it, with privacy guaranteed. That is exactly how I collected much of the stories I have published before, and that will continue. Anyway, one day, I saw this response in my Google inbox. It said,“Dear Mr Qamaar, I saw your. Right now I don't want to spoil the mood, you know?" Oh?" she said, and seemed to be caught off guard when he kissed her. But only momentarily, and then she was kissing him back, intertwining her tongue with his, and when the kiss ended, she dipped his fingers into the chocolate and one by one, placed each in her mouth and gently sucked the film of chocolate away."Erotic, huh?" she said, and then yelped as Rolf picked her up. Peggy wrapped her legs around his waist as he maneuvered them to the. I was embarassed because thefront of my feminine panties was tented with my truly masculine erection! "Oh look, " cried Tricia, "he's got a hardon. Look at the front of hispanties, Annie. Our Barbie is excited about wearing ladies panties in frontof us. Imagine that!" "Okay, little Miss High Heels, it time to get on with the game." Anniesaid. At first, I thought that Tricia was going to be the tough one, butAnnie was getting into the in a big way. I think she really is.