" Damn it, it would be nice if that kind of thing happened in a book, so why would it happen to me!" Damn it, maybe... I really My girlfriend has alre...dy been replaced by another person. The familiar girl I get tired of every day is just a fake skin, and under the skin is actually another person. I may even be fucking with someone wearing I love a girl with a man in human skin...although I've never noticed any masculine behavior in her, I can't rule it out." After all, leather is a very broad. At the turn around point, I decided to try and make it as far into town as I could before maybe putting the shorts back on. Still trying to impale myself on my bike seat as I road. Inch by inch my ass slowly took more and more of the seat. I stopped. My seat is quick release, I took the saddle portion off and kept it in my hand as I road. Only about 9in of the seat post riser was what I could sit on. Smaller than the saddle itself And with some saliva, I was riding naked with all 9in in my ass!. He had been a bosom friend of both the late Odysseus and his father, a partner on many raids. I looked at my necklace. Had it been taken on such a raid? Had it been pulled from the neck of a grieving wife, crying for her dying son, soon to be taken as a slave, soon to be raped?I entered the room and greeted my husband, bowing my head."Telemachus, my dear husband." My dear wife. Mentes, friend of my father, this is she."Mentes sat at his right hand in a chair only slightly smaller. He was old. I would have said anything to get that man to cum in my mouth and I would have promised I would swallow it all in one gulp even if I knew I couldn’t if that’s what it took to get that man to fill my eager mouth with his sperm! I know, that was dishonest, but I had already admitted that I was selfish.He knew I hadn’t deep-throated but he assured me that he had fucked enough cocksuckers to know how far to go without gagging and that gagging was not what he wanted because that would interrupt his.