Fucking Mimi In Miami

I want her, not just sexually, I want her completely, to be her boyfriend. I feel him get behind me, pressing his cockhead to my opening, my heart hammering in my chest as the nervousness rises. He writes her a letter and sends it the next day, receiving a response two days later. (Well, dear reader, you re-join us near the end of the date, I really don’t want to bore you with insignificant details, suffice to say, it is going extremely well to say the least). We meet Josh at the entrance, his jaw literally dropping when he sees Sally. I want to be with her, like you and Andy are.”

I nod, showing my understanding and chuckling a little internally at how easy this problem is to solve. He leans back and adds some more lube, starting to gradually thrust harder and faster. Thankfully Andy and I are just putting the finishing touches to our outfits (though I did have to lock myself in the bathroom to put my dress on as I could see he was barely keeping control after seeing me in the freshly laundered red silk set again and we didn’t have time for any naughty business).