Youngster Engaging In Self-pleasure Alone

It took me longer than it should have to undo the damn thing. Your daughter was at the dining table doing her homework—or whatever fifth grade project. If so, I guess this won’t sting so much. But I won’t write you about it if it happens. I opened the door and we went into the hallway and toward the front of the apartment. I’ve been around the two of you for three years now, and she’s always playing with me, teasing me. Your daughter was still at the table studying. The feel of your wife’s pussy clinging to my cock as I stretched to do this made me almost come right then and there. And, I wouldn’t want you to go to prison for killing me. After the briefest of moments I thrust into her fully. She bucked me off! This letter containing this news will only be sent to you in the event of my death.