He's been wanting to meet me for a while, and even with all the things you hear about meeting people off the Internet being dangerous, I know I can ta...e care of myself. He seems like a real genuine guy.His screen name is Maestro 112, and he says his real name is Dylan Marcus. He sent me a pic of himself and when I saw it, I almost creamed my panties right then. He has an in-credibly muscular body - he's lean, but not skinny. He had a headful of wavy sandy-colored hair and electric blue eyes,. “Close your eyes and rub your clit while you think of my hard cock. Rub it till you hear my next message,” he wrote. Ping, there is his next message. “How does that make u feel?” he asks Sarah. Once she hears the sound my girlfriend opens her eyes. She sees Peter and instantly closes her legs and tries to cover up her breasts. Her cheeks become red from shame. Quickly he kisses her on the mouth and holds her tight, feeling her hard nipples poke into his chests. “It’s alright, your little show. “I can’t believe I did that!” She gasped. I smiled what seemed like an impossibly huge smile. She flashed me again and giggled again. She looked into my eyes which must have been as big as saucers.I openly touched my hard penis through my pants. She smiled. I reached forward. She didn’t stopped me. My hand moved closer and closer in what seemed like an eternity until I made contact. I touched and then grasped Alice’s right breast. My hand was on Alice’s breast. Her actual breast. My other hand. Her body covered in her silk but still very much suggestive of her curves beneath the material. The music that she hears in her head, the beat rhythmic and strong. Her hips beginning a movement side to side her feet moving her legs, all the while on her toes, showing her tone and strong muscles rippling beneath her skin. Moving her arms in slow waves from her sides up above her head, her wrists in fluid motion moving her hands to the silent beat that only she can hear.She lifts her head and.