They were written in some foreign language.I picked the strange box up at a garage sale. On the weekend, I combthrough garage sales looking for rare a...ntiques, old collectibles, andvintage clothing. I started doing this with my dad as a kid, before hepassed away. It earns me a few hundred extra dollars a month in spendingcash. With eBay, it was even easier than ever. I used to have to senditems to auctions, haggle at antique shops and vintage clothing stores.Now I just take a picture, throw it. Ohhhhh, god...nuzzling the mound of curly hair there, smelling it, burying his nose in it, kissing all around it. And then at last his tongue: just the tip of it, slowly feeling its way along the lips there. Up...then down...up...then down. Jane felt herself opening there like a flower, his tongue seeking nectar and then finding her. Her whole being concentrated into a pinpoint of fire that grew hotter, and hotter...and still hotter...and then suddenly flared and burst, completely consuming. “Condom?” I asked“Bollocks to that” she said. “Its not like I don’t know you”She laughed as she realized what she had said and pulled me towards her again.My cock teased the entrance to her pussy and she pulled my buttocks to get me to enter her faster. My cock slid into her pussy with no resistance as she was so wet and I felt her pussy tighten on me as she clamped her muscles.I started to slowly fuck her with long steady strokes. Each time I was all the way in she would grunt slightly, then. The kiss had taken Andrew completely by surprise. His ‘porn star’ experience was very much a real porn star experience – lots of enthusiastic sex, but no real expressions of emotional intimacy. There hadn’t been much, if any, kissing, hand holding, or hugging. What little there had been, was acting out part of a script. Prior to the video project, he had only had experience with prostitutes and they wouldn’t kiss.Despite his age, the kiss last night, was his first ever spontaneous kiss with a.