Love and passion at the heart of it
3 stories
I sit alone in my room, my hand wanders between my thighs and finds the slit I call my pussy. I love to feel myself, touch myself, pleasure myself, masturbate, and look at myself in the mirror. My pussy is like a flower on a spring morning. As I gaze…
A few days after fantastic train journey I managed to get too phone Sue. It was lunch time on Monday after we parted company, I phoned her at the Stables a lady answered the phone I asked her can I speak to Susan please it's Toni if she asks. A while…
After a night to remember at the B&B in Weymouth we had our Breakfast and left to catch the next return Train back home. Sue and I made our way stopping now and again against a wall,for a long snog and embrace, searching for our return tickets for th…