To: I 23 F, have a fantasy that 3 or 4 guys at work will take me into the storage room, and just use me for the entire shift. Me: With a fantasy like that, I’d like you all to myself, by the time I’d finished with you, you would have uncontrollably orgasmed so many times – about 100 times and 50 more, a bit later after that, in another way, starting from tongue kissing you, down, around your t*** and then onwards, down, to your G***** and elsewhere.
I would play your body like a piano and we would discover if you are a screamer or a groaner, such would be the intensity of your orgasms and I mean this from experience, so that by the time it was my turn to have “my fun”, you would do anything for me and you would continue orgasming and you would want more s** like that, as often as we could do it – but that’s my fantasy about you, of course. 23F Yum!! Tell me more!! Fantasy is a fantasy. I’m too far away from you, for it to ever be anything else, other than a fantasy. Sigh. Such is life. Age is relative. S** is ageless. Pleasure is what everyone deserves, irrespective. U American?
Best Wishes…………………..