A mere two rows back, he found what he sought.He followed the couple as they left the theater, laughing happily and reliving memorable parts of the ni...ght's entertainment. As they passed beyond the brightly lit streets of the cultural district to the shadowy rows of parking garages, long dormant instincts began to rise within them. Their pace quickened and they glanced behind them with greater and greater frequency. The happy conversation came to an abrupt end, and Arthur could hear their hearts. " Thank you sir," said she and repeated the trick once again.Turning my attention to Annabelle Lee, I said, "Does the finger feel anything like my stiff prick?" Mmmm, yes, Mr. Fogg, "It feels..." she paused and I looked on as her hips moved slightly on the hard, wooden chair. Small, circular movements, as if she were moving to the rhythm of her fingers slow plunging in and out.Annabelle Lee resumed speaking. " ... much the same as your delicious cock does. I would love a taste of it right now,". But another part of her felt very bad for twisting the beautiful young girl's sexual instincts at such an early age. Selfishly, she wanted to fuck Chanitra as much as possible before the inevitable parting came. On the other hand, she wanted to push Chanitra away, for the girl's own good.And so, when she got a call from Sandra Robinson inviting her to L.A. for the weekend, she was quick to accept.Sandra met her at the airport, and Laura actually got butterflies in her stomach when she saw the. She was my close friend and crush. But it didn’t change the fact that if I could get her in bed, I would fuck her.I even had a dream about waking up in the morning with her. All I could ever think about whenever I see her since that day was how I wish I could make her find me attractive enough to want to sleep with me. But there was nothing I could do, given that she was with someone.The following story is my fantasy. Also, I have yet to have sex. So certain details may be inaccurate or.