It would make a great conversation piece. He knew some people made lots of money finding and selling meteors. Hell, he might even do that. He had enou...h money to live the way he wanted but money was like sex. Up to a point, more was always better!After a larger than normal breakfast, Larry carefully crossed his stream and walked in the direction of the meteor strike. He found himself relaxing as he walked through the woods and listened to the birds and other wildlife. He moved slowly and. "Lance withdrew, and his half-swollen weapon hung before him, bright red and glistening with the mingled wetness of his and Amanda's spend. A large drop oozed from the tip and fell to the divan."Remember, Lance, you must clean up what you spill," Mrs. Gracely told him. "Roll over, Amanda."It was a rule at Gracely House that when a boy spends he's responsible for taking care of any mess. Lance's effusion was seeping from Amanda's pussy as she rolled onto her back and spread her legs. He knelt. Even just writing this is bound to get me going. Just thinking that you will read this, and know how naughty I can be. I am wearing panties, and that's all. I slip my hand under them as I read, or in some cases, when I write. I can't help but feel horny when I log onto this site. There is just something, like a magnetic force that pulls my hand towards my pussy. As I sit here, reading, I slowly begin to tease myself. I always start off playing with my nipples, getting them hard. Then I slowly. You need me, and that’s all that matters.” “Mmm, I do need you. I need you to take me to where I want to be, take me there as only you can. Love me, Davey. Make love to me.” I did then, just as she’d asked. I made love to her with my tongue, and my lips, and my fingers, burying my face in her wet, open sex and tasting us, searching and probing all of her secret little places and touching all of the sensitive spots that she needed to be touched. She came almost at once, not a grand mal orgasm.
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