It's hard for me to keep up as my legs are still jello from the excitement. A door is thrust open and you toss me inside a private bathroom. I'm brace...d against the sink with my g-string at my ankles before the door is even locked. I find your eyes in the mirror as you make your way behind me, undoing your pants to free your beautiful thick cock. You drag my skirt up and over my ass. I'm so wet, I can't stand the anticipation. With one quick, hard thrust you're buried inside me and I can't stop. Sometimes, she was a blonde with fine hair that glittered like beaten gold, and blue eyes that shimmered with motherly love, like a placid morning lake, kissed by the earliest rays of the dawn. Other times, however, she was a brunette a red head, or had jet black hair, thick, and luxuriant, accompanied by brown or green eyes that twinkled mischievously like the gems you often saw being sold by street peddlers.Her personality changed as well, night after night. Some things were constant, of. Miller stepped out of his house. Thinking back to yesterday's conversation on joining the wrestling team, Alex jumped up and called out to Mr. Miller, who waved Alex over."Good morning Alex, how are you doing today?" as he walked to his garage."Good. Had a nice breakfast on the deck. It was pretty cool" Yeah, we do that sometimes, with lunch, sometimes dinner if we barbecue." I was wondering if I could talk to you about wrestling, yah know, what I should be doing to get in shape before school. There was someone else behind me. His or her arm was resting on my hip and a hand was holding my semi-hard cock.Once I was fully awake I turned my head to see who else was in bed with Laura and me; it was Helen, my 11-year old daughter.“Good morning Helen. How come you're in my bed?”“I had a nightmare in the night and came to you for comfort. You pulled me into bed and held me, but I'm not sure that you even woke up. Anyway I went to sleep again and did not have anymore nightmares. Did you.