Sharon had made it clear that all of the women in the group loved me. The feeling of being loved was the most comforting part of this for me; loved, a...ccepted, and, as I later found out, wanted.We held hands as we talked, often feeling a loving squeeze. We eventually parted to go to our beds.That night I hardly slept, my body still alive, a mixture of incredible satisfaction and the need for more. My fingers played and teased my senses until I eventually drifted into a land of slumber.Tuesday. She spent the next week job hunting and writing her CV on my laptop, she caught up with her friends, spending hours walking round the house with a telephone to her ear and on the following Saturday we went looking for a new car for her. She decided on a sporty yellow Renault Clio with all the extras and Lorraine went to the bank to get a banker’s cheque. The car would take one week before it was ready and we made arrangements to pick it up the next Saturday at two pm. As the next weekend drew. Her freckle sprinkled, alabaster skin was glowing from the recent steam bath she’d taken and her tiny body was covered by nothing but peach colored lace, she had on a see through, faux fur lined half length lingerie cape, a pair of peach colored thigh highs, peach leather high heels and absolutely nothing else. Her tiny pink nipples were straining against the light fabric of the cape making it tent enticingly down her front. It was tied in a bow at the neck with a shiny lace ribbon, making her. I met Mikayla at a camp a long while back, she Was 12. I was 16. Yeah big difference. But what can i say she was gorgous looked a lot older, dirty blond hair, cute little ass, tanned skin. This would be the first time seeing her since then, now i’m 19 in university in another state back for reading break. Now let me tell you about myself, im 6’2 180, no fat on me, surprising for how much I eat. But yeah I play soccer which is why I consider my ripped. 7 inch cock, not to big not to small.Well.