I started hanging my things on one of the clotheslines, my mind filled with thoughts of Rose’s hands touching and caressing me, and I realized that ...I would remember our short moment of passion, of sweet kissing, every single time I looked at that particular sweater. I would also remember the way she kept grabbing the soft cloth of it, in pain and frustration, and the way I was able to help her, to support her in her time of need. I was happy I’d been able to comfort her and surprised that my. Suzette knew I liked when I was talked dirty to, got me going, so as she told me naughty things, I worked my cock head over her pussy a little, making sure it was wet, then slowly, inch by inch I filled her pussy. Suzette was so hot, her pussy squeezed my cock tight, I pumped in and out, with long slow strokes, then slow deep strokes, just filling her tight pussy so full of my cock… =) Suzette told me how good it felt, saying "fuck, oh fuck yeah, fuck me" in between moans, she was loving it,. He asked me where I wanted his cum and I said in my pussy. He asked if he could fuck my ass. I had never allowed a boyfriend to fuck me anally but I was so hungry to be filled with him that I nodded my approval. My only verbal response was to not hurt me. I was scared shitless.I watched him as he got off me and went to his goodie bag for the lube. He used the cold cream to finger my pussy and lube my ass. His finger found its way to my asshole and he pried me open with one then two and finally. Now this was no ordinary tree for itmarked the existence of magic in the world. Like most trees its leavesgrew, changed colors and eventually fell, however this was over aperiod of thousands of years. When magic was almost as plentiful asair, the tree was ripe with luscious green leaves. However, as lesspeople began to believe in magic the tree's leaves began to changecolor.You see, the existence of magic is dependent upon those who believe init. The more who do, the stronger it is. Yet when.