.. She slid into the silver rain, bathing in the hot, soapy fluid, feeling it greasy upon her skin and between her legs, feeling the marvelous richnes...s, the thrilling thick syrup, lifting her face to taste it upon her tongue. It was gently against her face, and she was swimming in semen... Lauralee's eyes fluttered open. The warmth against her was real, but not liquid; it was plumply rounded and softly resilient, shaped and modelled into hillocks and valleys. She smelled perfume and felt the. We met a couple of weeks ago and soon were are about to get engaged.She suggested that we should meet whenever we have time to get to know each other. Now, I don’t know how our conversation led to this, but somehow she found out that I write fantasy sex stories. So she insisted on tell her every time I wrote a new one.“Have you heard of sexting?” she asked with hesitation. I was taken aback by what she was saying.“Yes. I know,” I replied.“Maybe…” she still was feeling awkward but said it. She moaned louder, and arched her back some to thrust her breasts into his hands. He felt her mammary glands behind the nipples, and took the hint, carefully squeezing them like he was trying to work milk out of her breasts. This drove Sara over the brink, and her body contorted in a jerk just short of throwing him off. She screamed loudly, but not with pain, the scream evoked by the power of the orgasm. John let this trigger his orgasm too, and he again thrust his penis in her as deep as it. She said one of the maintenance guys would get to it in the next few days. The next few days were long days at work but when I arrived home one night I seen the note from the maintenance guy letting me know he had looked at the dishwasher and ordered a part for it. 3 days later I was off work on a friday and was getting horny as always when I have nothing to do. I went to my bedroom and put on some xhamster porn on my laptop. I watched a few videos and decided to get out some toys and dress up..