" Don't you dare," I warned him. "If you hit me with a pie, I'll never forgive you!" Maybe I'll be aiming for another bullseye," he said slyly, as I f...lt his hand knead one of my cheeks, squeezing it firmly."Mark!" I squealed. "People can see!" I looked around but the carnival was so crowded that nobody paid much attention to us, hugging each other off on one side."Bye, babe. I told Jerry I'd be right over. I'll swing by every once in a while," Mark gave me a big kiss, squeezed my rear one more. She had been doing this since she was a seven and needed to know what to do about getting kissed so that she could turn into a princess.Maggie didn't know what Beth needed advice for this time, but whatever it had been, Elvis and Aunt Prudie encouraged her to chase after me, which, of course, ended up with her being in the contest Maggie cooked up.When I told George all this at school the next day, he was as amazed as I'd been the night before and decided he needed to go chat with Elvis. Soon I awaited eagerly her next erotic episode to pop up.In between I read back in her elder blog stories. She seemed to want to achieve two things there.Obviously she liked to tell how her hot sexy experiences had happened to her. The main aim was to educate her readers in a Catholic country, where objective and open sex info was still rare!Gothic Girl, Many Masturbation Love LessonsAfter over a dozen years I forgot many details. I can't look back at hre blogs, unfortunately.The reason will be. I put my feet next to her heels. I pushed my cock in farther. I had almost all of my cock buried in her wet pussy. She moaned as I was fucking her pussy some more. I put my hands on her shoulders. I leaned up to kiss her neck. She moaned again. "That it! Don't stop! Don't stop! Keep fucking me. Harder! Harder! Harder!" she moaned.A few minutes later we switched positions. I picked her up. She was sitting on the sink. I put some of the pink towels down for her to sit on. She then grabbed the.