That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found.... They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective reader opens to.A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader closes the book, thinks “that was weird” and goes about the rest of their day, probably. I watched as she placed the tub on the tip of the head of Mr. Sultanali’s shaft. Rajshree smeared it around the head and with her hand she stroked the shaft with the remaining jelly in her hand.Rajshree than got up and swung her leg up over Mr. Sultanali to straddle him from the top. She sat facing him with his shaft just touching her crack from the rear. It looked like a massive pole from that angle. Rajshree had lowered her head to kiss Mr. Sultanali and I watched her tongue enter his mouth. Now it was a pretty club.I yelled out "Hands up, fucker."He peered around the woods and pulled out a pistol I smiled. I used a tree to stabilize my weapon and carefully took my shot. I took out his shoulder. He went down like a telephone pole whacked by a semi. I used my little radio to call the house and have them get the sheriff called out. She got my coordinates from the radio and spotted me on the map. I squatted down where I was and waited. I watched the guy. He crawled around a little,. She loved it, her eyes moving as they swept down the page.“Ooh, ooh, look at them,” Orihime said. “You should draw them.” Her voice went lower. “You could make it naughty. They look like mother and daughter.”My eyes glanced over to the two figures approaching. I smiled in delight at the sight of the two women. The older of the pair had blonde hair that swayed around her shoulders. She wore a tank top that stretched around her round breasts. She had a pair of white shorts on, her legs toned and.