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“So I understand that it was during your hitchhiking period that you ran into the cult for the first time.” “Now that was surreal,” I said. I could feel the adorable studio audience growing petite hushed, ready to hear my tale. To be continued... (Big thank you to Kel for editing straight and proof reading this for me. I wouldn't have had the courage to post this at all if it had not been for you) Those full beautiful lips and straight jaw line are what I remember the most about that night. The slight knowing smile, hair falling forward covering my view of the rest of her face. She hovered over me naked. Small but firm. Perky breasts exposed, milky white and sexy with piercings. My mouth watered thinking about cupping my lips over them. Danica was sexy, she knew what she was doing and how to drive a man (or woman) insane with longing. I wanted to touch her to flip us over and have my way with her. To press my face between her thighs and make her cry out my name in pleasure. The creaking of the leather straps holding my hands over my head reminded me that there was nothing I could do but struggle against their hold. Danica’s lips trailed around my neck and nipped painfully on my collar bone, forcing another grunt from me. I could tell she was getting an almost sadistic satisfaction off my reactions to what she was doing to me. She knew how much I wanted to touch her. I had been doing it non-stop since the day we met. A little touch here on the shoulder, A little lean while in line at a movie or store. Yes Danica knew I wanted nothing more than to remove the leather bondage, and touch her. To tame a small part of an untamable woman. She stopped biting me and leaned back on her knees straddling skinny doggystyle me around the waist. I could feel the heat from her crotch on my stomach now, forcing my cheeks to a dark shade of red. Danica could tell and it seemed to excite her. Her bright green eyes stated unflinchingly in to mine, daring me to look away. She then began grinding her hips into my stomach, pressing her heat into me. I was straight glad it was not a dick, as I prefer pussy. I went to her room to get her laundry…, and I heard her.” She came again, even harder than petite before, reveling in it, loving every moment, her head thrown back and her back arched, her body tense as the sexual release repeatedly shot through her. "Easy baby." "Yeah? Then she said how about I fix a picnic basket with some stuff and a cooler of Kool Aid, you can go to the pond. "Yes, despite that terrific orgasm skinny I have a strong desire for another one. It was like a new life was erupting within them as they suddenly began moaning, crying, laughing, at once. While he didn’t need much for this doggystyle fantasy, he still needed the element of surprise to make the right impression. Do it.... Said Jenna as we tried her behind me. 'Yes, but something is covering its entrance' he said as he gripped the cords adorable of her slip in his hand. “So hot and tight,” he groaned.