After a week i got an email unlike any other " you are just a filthy fucking whore" was all it said i looked at the profile and went weak at the knees...his profile picture was one of the biggest cocks ive ever seen 8 inches uncut and thick enough to make me wince but after all those lovely messages this one irked me.I responded probably far more flirty than i meant to saying that i was a lady and should be treated as such! his response was simple "come and suck my cock you whore"I dont know why. “”Ahh…Ahhh… Yesss.. Pound my pussy like that, Aman.”“That’s it Savita. Keep moaning like a slut. Your dirty talk is making my cock even harder.”“A—Ahh…Aman? What does this exercise do?”“Mmmm, all this thrusting will keep your ass in shape Savita! Now stop asking questions and start moving your hips faster.”Savita’s House –“Mmmm, just thinking about the pounding he gave me last time has made me wet.” thought Savita with a smile.“His ‘special’ exercises have kept my body in great shape.”. "Hi Becca!" Stacy shouts, awkwardly. "Oh, you look so pretty. I love your skirt. And that sweater is adorable!" Becca proclaims, genuinely. I don't deserve this girl. Stacy blushes immediately. "No I don't. Erh, I mean, thank you!" Stacy blurts, fiddling with her hair. "You look amazing too!" Whoops! "I mean, you look amazing! I wasn't trying to say that I think I look amazing or anything. I just, well, you look…" Stacy stops as Becca leans in and gives her a big hug. Stacy calms down. Johnny, stretching his neck sideways, mutters between grunts, “You—doin--me--next--Matthew” ?With a big grin, I grab my junk under my sweats, already half boned up, and just give it a squeeze. I finish off my coffee, and drop the cup onto the ground. Hooking my thumb into the waistband of my sweats, and pulling them down to just under my low hanging hairy balls, I take my dick in my right fist and begin working it up. It only took a minute or so to get him fully boned up, now at it's full 9” of.