I wet my fingers again in her overflowing pussy and forced one into her tight little rose bud. I gently worked it all the way in marvelling at her ac...ceptance and willingness. She was such a dirty little girl. After feeling a slight loosening I pulled it out, wet my fingers in her juice again and slowly began pushing two into her, and boy, it was bloody tight. This was something I was going to need some time to do properly if I was to avoid damaging her so I gave up and decided to use her. He thought of the way little blonde curls peeked out the sides of her coif, which in turn made him lust after how her bush must shine in the sunlight were she to expose herself to him outside on a summer’s day. He thought of the curve of her slim little buttocks when he peeked through hedges at her as she bent over the beds, wishing he could see her bare skin and push his throbbing cock into her tight little tunnel, even though he knew such thoughts and acts were abhorrent and he carried the. I said it was okay, I understood and he dressed quickly and headed to the door. I said send me an email, he said okay and out the door he went. I was so amazed at everything that just happend I was standing there in the door in lingerie with a rock hard cock. I closed the door, and remembered the pictures I went to grab the phone and there they were JEEZ WTF? About 100 pictures of me in pure bliss sucking holding stroking his cock, I was in my glory, I stroked and stroked and stroked until I. I tell him how my F150 has been christened because I’ve had a hummer in it. I think he really likes my tale as several times during its telling he has exclaimed "wow" or "you’re shitting me" or "be dammed" plus he has surreptitiously rubbed his crotch a time or two. I can see that his bulge has swelled between his legs and looks quite tempting. When I am finished, he laughs and says "you lucky horny dog you."I chuckle and say "So, if you’ve had a hummer in your F150, then its been christened.