"I can have any discussion you wish ... but be assured that our on line personalities very much reflect our real selves .. If you think you have a separate persona on line it is almost certainly just a personality or belief system which you prefer to hide or mask in 'real life' .."
First Time Anal and Creampie Blonde on Casting Couch
I could see hair peeking out from behind her white panties. The gutters were clogged again from the run-off of last week's torrential rain.
One Sunday at the dinner table her feet found my crotch and it wasn't long before my feet found hers. I laughed as I pulled off my white shirt over my head.
This wasn't a normal conversation between two adults anymore, this was an adult telling a child what he should be saying, and I was saying exactly what she wanted.
Tracey felt a smile cross her face but her thoughts were interrupted. Her chest armor, leggings, and boots looked to all be made of fur, and her bow in hand seemed to glow at certain points in the groove without any light bouncing off it. I just sat there, staring at him, tears streaming down my face. Elizabeth found herself craving more of him with every second that passed. She giggles and leans forward, soon I feel the head of my cock pass through her lips.
He fucked her like this for almost an hour. Finally, I stuffed her panties into her mouth and taped her shut. "C'mon, bitch," I said playfully. " I didn't know what to say, but I also didn't want this to end. Great job sweetie. She got her period and wasn't on birth control and I didn't want to take any chances though they were condoms.
She got up on her tippy-toes and gave him a quick (but not entirely dry) peck on the lips. We rolled our tongues around, we kissed in the middle.