I can feel the softness, the warmth, you grab me and scratch my arms as I start to pump my fingers deep in you. I can't believe how hard you came, but... I felt fortunatly to be able to taste all of your cunt juices , and the sweet smell...until now I haven't forgotton the smell of your pussy.Now you are ready, ready to receive a lesson from the only man in your life, the only man that wants you for who you are. I turn you and push your face down on the bed. I'm starting to sense you getting. She pulled back and wiped her eyes and then under her nose with her sleeve."I'm sorry." Shhh." He's always liked Wanda. Before you and your mom came along, they'd be talking all the time at the games or on Sundays. He really enjoyed being with her and talking to her. He didn't think she was anything more than a good friend. He told me he never thought about her age. It wasn't like she was a kid who was nice to talk to. But as far as he was concerned, she was a friend who was almost part of the. On the other hand, this didn't mean that I couldn't put my plan into motion."Ooohhhh..." I could hear that she sounded sad, this little brat really had to be in love with me, and I loved it – that made it so much easier. "Will you be gone long?" I don't know it all depends on this project I am working with, but I am hoping it will be done in a couple of days or so." oohh, hmmm I had hoped that you had... you know... that... thing you know..." I knew exactly what she meant: If I had found out if. She walked her vision through the orchards, passing over the occasional orphan and amusing herself at the few who dropped their burdens when they sensed her focus. Through the fence she passed and into the wheat fields. The golden strands waved and clouded her vision which bothered her in a way it wouldn’t have without the earmuffs. Yet another reminder of the shackles that plagued her life. So why hadn’t it been a problem until recently? She shrugged the question away and continued her.