Sweetest Taboo

She pushed her curly hair aside to look at me,

joying every moment. A thicker cock is usually better. If I could have given Kyle some lessons, I'

how some restraint!" I playfully chide

om the cold touch. "...when you're in the moment, put your hand here. If it fee

man?" I q

fining factor," she proclaimed, and I

ugh of the talk. Let's

–" she tried to continue, b

!" I interrup

ese, trust me,"

remember, but no pr

ct, moan sensually as you look at him. It'll ignite his masculine instincts, and

aking me blush

ching orgasm. And trust me, orgasm is pure bliss. Damn, I wis

my cheeks were undoubtedly reddened by the explicit conversation with m

and playfully slapped her inner th

elf with a vibrator," I chided playfully as I pulled her to her f

the room. Opening the window, I smiled at the pleasant weather, which was a stark c

side. Today was all about focusing

hborhood. Directly across from their house was a beautiful vineya

taking a leisurely walk in the yard. A fleeting smile crossed

Helen's house. It was the same car that had brought me to her place earlier. I hadn't paid much att

t was a sleek black Mustang sedan. A sense of

e about its presence, but before I could make

from an unknown number. I couldn't pinpoint why I suddenly felt a sense of p

I said ca

"Not to alarm you, Miss Campbell, but I've been as

the unexpected reve

d before I probed further.

ng here might be unsettling, so I tho

e thoughtful things Kyle did for me, which we

the bed where Helen sat. She seemed to be studying a wrapped gift box intently, a quizzical expressi

e mysterious gentleman added,

iting for hi

I inq

in on the fact that I informed you about this arra

ght of Kyle's sweet gesture. "Don't w

h the gift, be sure to read

igue of the surprise was enough to kee

nning golden dress that left us both breathless. It was so beautiful that it brought tears to my eyes. Setting my pho

on the other hand, was overwhelmed with joy, even though I tried to keep my composure. Pushing aside

to touch my heart. Helen had written to me before, and she was always a romantic

ing with happiness. However, as I began to read what was written on it, my

pbell" in his letters. Despite my conf

Camp

mplement perfectly with a golden bra and a golden thong. I

en g