Providing the response necessary to make him a man. ‘So, I’m gonna hit the road,’ he told her, his voice filled with an early morning gruffness,...‘Got stuff to do.’ She merely regarded him. Maybe she was at loss for the events of the past night too. He gathered up his clothes and pulled them on. ‘So, I’ll see ya round?’ he asked as he stood in the open doorway. She nodded slowly. Her face remaining expressionless. He nodded his response to her and went out the door. He could hear it close behind. He answered the door, he was a middle aged man bald little chubby I went in and followed him to his bedroom he tried to kiss me, as I say I don't consider myself gay and don't enjoy kissing men just love cock occasionally so I avoided the kiss the best way o dropped to my knees and undid his trousers his cock was tiny must have been two inches three at a push I was gutted cos I like cocks big the bigger the begged can't be big enough, I decided to suck him anyway as a cock is a cock. He must. Twenty minutes ago, if he were the last man on earth, I would not want him on the same continent. But then, as I still dripped along his cock, my only thought was that that was the cock that I wanted in me… to fuck me.He suddenly woke me from my trance. I still had the brush in my hand as he pushed me back towards my bed. I took hold of his cock and I scratched it with the bristles, full length, balls to head, all around. I could see the red marks trail along his cock.He took hold of the brush. He lay down beside her, softly touching every inch of Christine’s naked body. As Dave explored the woman that she had become, Christine found his manhood delightful. She had forgotten how strong he was, and how the sight of his cock made her cream come. However, it was always his touch that would almost make her loss her mind. He softly caressed her lips with his finger tips; she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He never had any trouble getting lost in he lovely pear blue.