"Ohhhh!" she cried, as his fingers went faster on her clitoris. This was her first boobie-kiss, too. It was not like the sensation between her legs, b...t it felt keen, she was proud of her boobs; at school the guys stared and stared at them. She had not thought about playing with them herself! The goodies were down lower, she thought.Suddenly his finger slid from her point of pleasure and eased in, past her guarding membrane! She had done that a few times, but she had been afraid of tearing her. He's was sure he was blushing as she left.~~~Mike checked his watch, nearly time for the bitch boy. To be honest he was rather glad when he received Carol's mail about Ian's lateness. He'd been really looking forward to seeing him again. He remembered those big brown eyes looking up at him as he fed him his cock. He stroked his bulge at the thought. His erotic memories were brought to a close from a knock on the door. "Come."~~~Mike Dean stood leaning on his desk as he entered, "You again. I. “Oh, I like both kinds but– if I can get myself a nasty, show-off slut who dresses slutty and makes cupcakes and eats– I mean, reads George Eliot then– that would be my dream girl right there. I’d even marry a girl like that.” “Wow. I bet that’d be a happy girl then.” She looked down at the hard cock he was rubbing still, but oh so slowly, with his fingers. He was showing off too, and it made her edgy, seeing him doing this thing with himself. She wanted to take over his cock from him, even as. Ich schmiss die Bürotür ins Schloss, zog das Jackett aus und lockerte die Krawatte. Ich sah aus dem Fenster und sah, dass die ganze Stadt erstarrt war. Niemand bewegte sich mehr. Alle Menschen standen oder saßen wie zur Salzsäule erstarrt dort, wo sie sich gerade aufhielten.Ich schloss die Augen, schlug die Hände zusammen und als ich die Augen wieder öffnete, ging draußen auf der Straße und vor der Bürotür alles wieder seinen normalen Gang.Ich musste mich setzen und nachdenken. Was war hier.