I normally eschewed the use ofweapons, but New Orleans could be a dangerous place. My father had givenme the weapon when I attended college. It even h...ad my name inscribed onthe grip. I was alarmed at its loss. It was not a terribly expensiveweapon, but it held great sentimental value for me. I searched about the stateroom, hoping that I had just misplaced theweapon, but I found nothing. As unhappy as I was at the loss of thederringer, at least the thief had not thought to take the deed with. Guys would offer to provide all kinds of services to me just for the favor of my time. They would carry my books, do my homework and offer to beat each other up, though how that was supposed to be of any value to me I never quite understood. As I moved up to middle school and high school, I was more revered than our star power forward. I was prom queen not only for the junior and senior proms, but the write-in vote picked me senior prom queen when I was a sophomore, though the principal. I began to understand how to like her husband.Our sex has added stories about my sex in the past.In the beginning,was very shy,I didn't see that one said,then sucked,then began to wind it.Vanya was very pleased.Sometimes I whispered in his ear, about what I'm a whore, about how I cum in my mouth and kissed him when he made me Cooney,about how I was fucked in the pussy,and then lowered between the buns or inside.It lasted a few months, until then...Vanya's FantasiesIn the beginning,I was very. "youre so fucking big!" i said still riding him. his cock was huge. we fucked in every position possible. after i cummed and orgasm on his cock while riding him, Phil pushed me off of him and picked me up. with my arms around his neck, and my legs around his torso, Phil inserted his dick in me. my back was against the wall now. my tities flew everywhere including Phils face while he fucked me deep. "fuck, baby yess. give it to me". i moaned. He was fucking me so good, my crossed feet around his.