I was lost for words. **** Sandy, now she is another story. When I told Mary that she was only the second woman I had fallen in love with, I wasn’t ...kidding. The thing is, Sandy was the first. In college I hung around with a somewhat wild group of people. Maybe wild is the wrong word, party people might be better. Sandy was one of those people. If we weren’t studying or in class, we would be having a mini party. There must have been at least a dozen of us that hung around together. When we. It's kind of amazing we didn't just fuck when I got home and be done with it. But we stayed strong, I was even able to resist when I saw that she had on a short skirt. I knew it was worth waiting though. One thing I hadn't told her was that she was going to "wear" a remote-control egg vibrator in her pussy. I wasn't sure how she would react to that, but when I told her and handed it to her, she smiled and said "Give me a minute." When she came back downstairs, we walked out to the truck and as. Yet the sinking woman was aware that she needed to escape the seductive death trap and she also knew that she didn't have the power to do it on her own. Brenda looked upward through the fog's swirling shroud and focused on the silhouette of the towering Swamp Maple. The Old Man of the woods was her one hope. "Where are you? "She cried.Looking down again at her submerging body, Brenda watched in detached fascination as the insatiable soil flowed over her thrusting hipbones. An old Grateful Dead. Next I took a half empty bottle of a cold drink and then inserted it into her pussy. She was not sure what I was doing but as I had done it before I knew she would love it. Once the bottle was firmly in her pussy, I tilted the bottle so that the aerated drink would go deep into her pussy. The moment it touched her pussy, she went absolutely wild. (Male friends, try this out on ur partners, I am guaranteeing you, it’s a unique thing with a great feeling). I then got on top of her and inserted my.