Shortly after publishing Pleasures of Youth I began receiving autobiographical emails from Carina. Her naïve matter-of-factness, freshness and sincerity made her writing as different as faking is, well, to...fucking. Her writing is unusual and compelling.

Thursday

Carina needs to masturbate, often...

He went away for a couple of days, and so we didn't meet. He anyway sent me many messages on the cellphone, saying that he missed me, and things like " dreamt of you nicely sucking me.." or " i masturbating under the shower thinking of you", " i wanna fuck you nice and deep when i'm back..."and things like that.
I often had to masturbate too...
When home he immediately asked me if i could meet him upstairs. I went upstairs, i was so excited, i already felt all wet...
As i entered the room he immediately pushed me against the wall, rubbing his pelvis against me. His hand entered my panties, and one finger deep inside my wet pussy. "MMMhhhh! ahhh!" he moaned. I did the same, as he gave me that hard finger all inside. He opened his tousers, took out his prick, and pushed my head down to it. I bent on my knees, and started sucking it. He breathed quickly, and heavily, i think he needed to come, he was extremely horny...He took off my skirt, and said "come here, bend down on your knees", and i did, on the soft velvet pillow. He pushed down my spine, curving it very much, and when i was completely bent slipped down my panties, bent behind me. With his legs widened my thighs and enterer my pussy, strongly.. "Haaaah, he breathed so heavily- aaaaahh, mmmmhh,aaaaaahhh, mmmmhhh, aaaaahhh" he gave me so strong strikes, so strong....but i liked it...oh, how i liked it.....he fucked me with quick, ritmic strikes, a little like dogs do... in and out, in and out, and he came all shaking, almost braying, inside my soft little eager pussy ...

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