Squeezing nipples, stroking thighs, brushing against moist, throbbing lips...Your own script has led you to this. It feels so self-centred to be turne...d on by what you've just written, but knowing that particular fantasy is on the Internet for everyone to read has made your cunt pulse and your juices flow. You can't help yourself...You open your eyes to watch as you move the fingertips that have been slowly circling your engorged clitoris to just between your blushed labia. The warmth is strong,. His eyes immediately saw the concern that was on Ishmael's face. Sensing trouble, Ibrahim put aside the book and spoke again. "Is there something wrong?" Bartholomew and the Hawk have returned," Ishmael declared abruptly, frustration appearing on his face as he spoke to the older man. "A sentry spotted it coming about the outer islands just a few minutes ago. I've sent a pilot out to guide the vessel in and then I came looking for Dom Pedro."It was now a week since the Hawk had sailed to Gwato. I can almost feel as I was stroking and rubbing your hard cock with my own hand. I so want you now. Everything... I feel your tongue on my clit and between my lips again, licking around it making me almost scream with pleasure, I feel that I’m so close to clitoral orgasm “mmm, I love it David....” I’m so excited feeling I’m about to cum; I lean further back and open my legs even more. You push your face hard against me, eating me, licking me as I grab your head and press it even harder. ” “I guess I’m use to Ma Kent making her own meals,” Kara sighed, “almost everyone I know does their own cooking - including me.” “Well, most people don’t have as much money as my parents have,” Mary sighed. “Sometimes I think it would be nice if my mom did make a meal once in a while.” “Here’s Billy’s apartment,” Mary said, stopping in front of an unmarked door. Unlike the other doors in the hallway this one looked clean and in good repair. A second after Mary knocked the door opened and.