It is supposed to call on the spirit of fertility in order to help achieve pregnancy.” “Ah,” Amber responded, looking again to the egg. “I don...��t really believe much in that stuff. But, there seems to be enough gold here to be worth a little money.” Amber examined it further for a few more minutes, calculating roughly how much gold there was. She punched some numbers into a calculator, then looked back up to the customer. “I can give you three hundred dollars. I don’t think I will get many. .. Moi c'est pareil : quand je pense que des hommes m'imaginent en train de porter des strings ou des culottes, que mes petites parties intimes frottent le tissu, et attendent avec impatience que la poste vienne leur livrer ce trésor, et disposent ensuite d'une partie de moi qu'ils peuvent utiliser à souhait ... ça me rend littéralement dingue. Rien que de l'écrire , je sens mon sexe s'humidifier, et j'ai terriblement envie de me le caresser. Plus vous en voulez et plus cela m'excite. C'est une. Weird thoughts were going through my mind, how I’d like to just rip her cunt open by fucking her real hard, so that her fucking hubby would have to remember ME every time he was going to fuck his beloved wife, it was weird but it turned me on.I couldn’t wait another second, I got up and went to the bathroom my teacher was in.She was at the sink washing her hands, she noticed me and seemed surprised, I walked up to her and grabbed her by the shoulders and we went inside one of the toilet. Amy criedout in her orgasm, she let it take over her body, shehad never cum so hard.Once she had relaxed she realised she and Bart werestill French kissing. She smiled and petted him. Amywent to have a shower. She forgot all about her run. After the shower Amy and Bart went outside to enjoythe sunshine. It was very warm but Amy liked the heat.Amy lived in a country house that was undisturbed byneighbours. Bart followed Amy to a nice patch of grassin the sun. They put down a blanket and sat.