You are to put a nice coating of lotion on your whole body to make yourself as silky as can be. I am sure this might not happen, but I wanted to put i...t in here anyway. You will find a key card in this note. It is for the Luxor Hotel room 1516. You may want to wear old cloths that you don't have an attachment to. You will enter the room, where you will find a pair of scissors, and a bag. First take off all your cloths, and cut them into tiny pieces and put them in the trash. Then you will take. Soon Sidney waved her arms as her throat struggled to contain the massive member which stretched her mouth and throat. “God Sydney Lue…Sydney Lue…you know what I’m bout to do…I’m gonna…fuck…I’m gonna cum all down your fuckin throat―fuck!” Dixon’s man-meat flexed, convulsed, and vomited a hefty load of sperm in a torrent flow.“Swallow that shit bitch, swallow every goddamn drop…hear me bitch…do you hear me?”His fuck doll never answered as she did everything, she could any swallow every single. ?Don?t you know how to play hardball?,? she said, just catching it. ?Hardball?? ?You toss like they do in softball. Here: Throw it overhand, next time.? The overhand throw came almost for him. The thought, What would Margaretdo? flashed through his mind. He flinched, but did not step away from the ball. As he fumbled to keep it,another thought entered his head, What would Gina do? He almost?Only almost?dropped the ball. ?You don?t play much baseball, do you, Elvis? Aren?t there many boys. She’d given birth not only to the desire to write to her, but to the desire to share with her my own personal feelings of intimacy, life and love. And so it began. Periodically I wrote her short simple ‘love-stories’ as she called them. Each one getting a little more intimate perhaps, a little more erotic than those I had written in the beginning. She urged me to do so, giving hints along the way of her most secret thoughts and desires, which I gradually began to include in my writing to her..