Yours’ are here, handing me a large parcel. I don’t remember ordering all of this Shilla. Attached to the parcel was a note. Hope you enj...y these extras and thanks for making Shillas’ party a huge success signed Zoe. Inside the parcel were two bras with cut outs for you nipples, a couple of transparent thongs and some lubricant over and above my own order. You must have a party later in the year said Shilla. Mmm let me think about it, anyhow what was the big secret that you. But he offered. Anything. So I close my eyes again, and it is so easy to carry on where I left off for that moment, as I remember what it felt like when "he" held me, and I imagine that it is my fantasy stranger holding me now, his mouth kissing my pussy and mixing my wetness with his mouth's wetness, his tongue entering me, his fingers entering, his cock just waiting, in my hand. She is moving. Her mouth releases my cock and the cold night air in the room touches it and it brings me back to. Being old and treacherous beats out younger and crazy every day of the week ... and sometimes twice on Sundays."Carrie!" I called out in an outraged tone of voice. "The Vampire Lords are angry! Lord Dubya is crying for your blood ... but you can appease him! Send out the longhaired big titted wench that he may feed upon her and his fearsome wrath against you will be assuaged! Give us the woman and we will leave you in peace!"In the movies or some silly novel, this approach would never have. My body shakes with the fury of your assault. And I respond in kind, pushing back in time with your rhythm, desperately seeking to take in all of you, to make you a part of me, to join our souls in ecstasy. One hand releases a breast and I ache at the sudden void, yet gasp anew as a finger parts my furrow, uncovering my quivering clit. You are driving me mad.Deeper! Please... deeper. Oh, don’t stop. Don’t ever stop. Oh yes – just like that! Flick my clit. Right on the tip.I need to come. Rub.