He had stolen my pleasure... And as the bed ties came undone, and I found myself completely free, all I could think about was one thing: Please Stay. Please Fuck my brains out!

I had turned into a sort of horny school girl and he happily obliged me, sliding his big, pretty, eager cock into my soaking wet pussy!

I quickly discovered that ticking and teasing wasn't the only thing he was good at... He knew how to fuck! He knew how to use his hips, rhythmically dancing and thrusting himself into my hungry pussy! The Tickle Bandit knew how to make love! Deep, passionate love! <...

He had stolen my pleasure... And as the bed ties came undone, and I found myself completely free, all I could think about was one thing: Please Stay. Please Fuck my brains out!

I had turned into a sort of horny school girl and he happily obliged me, sliding his big, pretty, eager cock into my soaking wet pussy!

I quickly discovered that ticking and teasing wasn't the only thing he was good at... He knew how to fuck! He knew how to use his hips, rhythmically dancing and thrusting himself into my hungry pussy! The Tickle Bandit knew how to make love! Deep, passionate love!

And as my screams of delight filled my bedroom, spilling out the open window and flooding the street, I knew in my heart that he had just stolen it!

To Be Continued?

xoxo -Gwen