)[Note,I am writing this not in my native language - so pretty prettyplease forgive me if I pull any horrible boners in American usage or, onthe other... hand, should sometimes construct sentences like a Germantextbook of philosophy ... ] "The Seven Secret Lifes of Matt Witlery"by Phryne Pseudogyne+++ Achilleus choose his answer with deliberation,"Don't overestimate your powers, Antinea!"The evil Priestess of Darkness seemed only for a moment taken aback asher spell passed without any effect. Then. "Now, Miss Taylor," the man was saying as he shuffled papers and tried not to look at her dark green eyes, "you understand this job will probably involve some travel."She nodded. "No problem. I'm not married or anything." She had tried living with a couple of men, boys really, little more than boys, wealthy ones, college boys,, but they couldn't take it, couldn't keep her satisfied in bed or pay her bills.She never bought anything cheap and seldom looked at a price tag. The angora sweater she. He gave Nancy a really long hot kiss that made the water in the sink boil, and told her he wanted to be ‘with her’ later, some terminology that meant only one thing to Sheri. The couple would have sex with wild abandon. She marveled at Dev; his muscles had muscles, and he looked like a movie star all handsome and tan, plus he had a glorious tattoo along one arm that she suspected had a lot more that didn’t show.Sheri said after he’d left, “Is that your boyfriend?”Nancy replied, “Oh, no. Dev is. I began rubbing her while I licked and she came, catching me by surprise, I stood and almost choked as she sat screaming in pleasure and laughing at me. “Oh, I’m sorry!” she grinned, when she was finished and hugged me as my cock pressed against both our stomachs and her pussy juice dripped on to the floor below. “It’s fine.” I coughed and wiped my lips with the back of my hand. “Your turn,” she grinned and pushed me on to a nearby armchair, then got on her knees and grabbed my cock. She spat.