“I don’t even know your name. I’ve been afraid to ask, like it might break the spell or something. So… what is the name of my white knight?” “You don’t remember me, do you. NYU, you were a Freshie, I was ready to graduate. We both took that creative writing course…” “That’s it!” She exclaimed. “I thought you looked familiar! Um… Crawford, Camden… oh I’m sorry.” “I’m crushed! I remember your name, Allison. I even asked you out, once.” “Ah yes… I was dating, um, somebody who I don’t even remember offhand.” He took her hand. “It’s okay. You can date me now, if you play your cards right and pass a blood test. “I’m Cooper.” One month later The blonde haired girl looked at her gorgeous reflection in the indian mirror as the bass line droned through the walls. She didn’t see herself as gorgeous, though. The little licks continued, going along the shaft, evolving until they involved her lips, then her whole mouth. I knew I could, but... We need lube”. It was her pussy. I wonder what's keeping him, Beth ponders, her hand smoothing down the skirt of her formal gown as a warm southern breeze whistles around the open-air bar causing the other patrons to scramble and grab their menus to cover their drinks. As I watched, the stallion gave an angry snap of his tail. It wasn’t a huge secret, but she was often picky about who she invited to her house as only her closest friends knew the whole situation. “He’s looking a bit confused.” It was a Saturday morning, and I had slept in. It didn’t matter, I had no plans, so I could’ve stayed in bed indian all day, but I figured Id get up. Her hand slips into her tight jeans. She was a little taller than average, dark haired, round faced and HWP in build with just a little extra. Mamiko was busy attacking Kamiko’s clit and catching the dwindling drops of mixed juices flowing out. Black heels made her slightly taller than me. “That’s ok Celeste. She tried to remember the last time they made love, but couldn’t. ‘A week? Mmm, it's delicious.”