It offered to refund the cost of shipping for a picture of the buyer with the toy. He didn't specify the details of the picture, but hoped that what h...e'd implied might just entice a couple of wild women to take him up on it.The days passed as the mail went on its way, and then the first picture arrived. Unfortunately, it was what he expected, rather than what he hoped for. The woman was fully clothed, a little on the large side, and simply holding the vibrator. Sam kept his promise, and sent. I saw it and immediately snarled, "Hey fuck you." I didn't say anything!" His hands went up defensively."But you were thinking it, weren't you?" I shook my head and hopped into my panties. "I should go." Elyse, no. Don't do this." Maybe it's for the best if I just leave for good now," I sighed, shaking my head as I tugged my jeans on as well. "I'm going to have to leave you sooner or later. School starts in a few days anyway. Really, I might as well drive up to Berkeley right now."His face. Wow. He doesn’t look big, but he’s cut. I can feel the muscles rippling under his shirt. “I think you know why,” he says softly. His eyes briefly meet mine, then dart away. He’s nervous. That makes me bolder. “I’ve heard things, but only from other people. Never from you. I’ve heard that you’ve made comments to some of the guys about things you’d like to do to me in the theaters after hours.” “I may have made some comments,” he says, looking at the floor. “I’m sorry.” “Are you really sorry?” I. The name was familiar, somehow. Had he known a Kaydia before? But it was difficult to think. Difficult to do anything but focus on the woman who rode his cock and whispered sweet filth into his skin."Kaydia," he groaned, hands sliding down her back and squeezing her ass as he did. "Kaydia." He kissed her then, tongue fucking her mouth in time with the movement of her body on his. "Fuck me, Kaydia. Fuck.... fuck the cum outta... outta my... fuck!" He threw his head back, his body arching beneath.