You want to melt in his arms but your brain knows better. He smells wonderful as you breathe fast shallow breaths. Your body is telling you to go for ...it. You haven’t felt like this in years. You just want to turn around and feel this man’s body pressed against yours. You think about all the emails you’ve shared. All the sexy, hot, DIRTY things you said you wanted him to do to you. You struggle to convince yourself you know this man. He has brought you to orgasm many times before. Your stomach. .. eyes.” He finally decided on eyes. She laughed lightly, “Okay,” she closed them. “What color are they?” It was the oldest trick in the book but she couldn't help herself-- half because she knew he had copped out. She knew she had pretty eyes-- men always complimented them. They had an alluring angle to them, and combined with her thick dark eyelashes and luxurious black eyebrows-- full but not thick-- she had a perpetual 'bedroom stare' that drove men wild. But she also had to tease him. .. ? ?Do you think I should incorporate my business? I'm called Searle. My first name has never been used, really--it was a common one in the Florida Baptist Heritage?Children's Home, so I was called by my last name quite early. ? You understand...if there are?eight "Ralphs" in a group of sixty, you have to differentiate through the surname. I have no idea who my parents were, but?Mom, who birthed me and took off, was called Agnes?Searle on the birth certificate, and Daddy was Unknown. ? Orphan. 'But I want to see you cum', I feebly protested, 'Lie down' he countered, and I did so, not face down for him to mount me and obscure my vision, but more of a compromise so I could see him shoot.I lay on my side and raised my leg high, opening my crotch in a crude manner, my thin vaginal line, my little girls pussy look had now parted, my labia swollen, like my brother's cock my vagina ready for penetration had opened up to accommodate it.We both were at the point of no return, and as he.