“Hey, sweetie,” she said. “I made you a plate. I hope that’s ok.”He walked over and kissed her on the forehead before seating himself.“Yes..., just fine, thank you,” he said. He had a very brief pang of sorrow; the boyfriend/girlfriend breakfast-at-the-table scene reminded him of breakfast with his wife. The fact that Emma’s cute, naked body was in front of him made him feel like he was cheating somehow.Except that he wasn’t. He shook off the feeling as he dove into the food.They ate in silence,. "That night, Jenny dear, she returned, moving like the wind, slipping silently beneath his door, slipping through the shadows, until she took form like a shower of glittering stars before the life-less ballerina, her face set with a somewhat mischievous smile. ‘You are too beautiful a creation to languish so’ the fairy decreed, casting a handful of fairy dust upon the wooden puppet. With that, she left as she had come, silent and unseen, pausing only long enough to see the first stirrings of. I decide to go ahead and put my finger inside. She was damn tight and It was hard to enter her. Slowly I let my middle finger go inside few inches, she let shrilling cry and closed her eyes. I decided to go further and inserted my whole finger inside. She was shivering in pain, coz of first time. Few drops of blood came out and her seal was broken. I enjoyed the scene. I cleaned her up, kissed her and took her in my arms and came to bedroom.She made both of us dry and then jumped on the bed. She wanted this to last, to last forever but knew his crescendo was only moments away. She saw that he was totally focused, and leaned in and kissed his cheek, her lips searching, then finding his, slightly parted, breathing hard, she knew he had lost control, lost touch, lost the power to control his actions as she whispered… ‘I want you to cum John… Let it go… Let go John…’ She felt his cock expand that last little bit, the steel under the velvety smoothness gained that last little bit of.