I could not wait to get you beneath me and see how tight your boi/cunt was. After you got used to my dick you would come by every now and then and let...me get that stuff, but since you've been away at school you been giving it to other guys. When I saw you today I could not believe my eyes, you have not changed at all. Most guys that get fucked like we would fuck you turned into real sissy boy's, but still look pretty much butch like. To be honest, I don't like for my fuck boy's to look to. The feeling of an actual real life pussy gripping me instead of my hand . God damn. I carefully began to thrust forwards and backwards. Forwards and backwards. Amazed that I hadn't came instantly like last time. I slowly picked up the pace. Still being as soft as I could , I would pull myself almost all the way out . Before carefully pushing myslef back down to the hilt. It wasn't long as you can imagine before I felt that oh so familiar tingle. I wouldn't dare cum inside her. As I was sure. She said she needed her makeup bag which was in the bathroom. I said “come in” and she said “hey” and grabbed her bag and was using the sink I had the biggest hard on and I was stroking it when she knocked. She sat there for what was like 2 minutes I could tell she could see me the shower being in front of the mirror I said fuck it and turned around my cock fully erect I closed my eyes washing my hair I said “damn I got shampoo in my eye and joked I’m blind. I squinted my eyes enough to look. In the privacy of his apartment, he had thrown a non-breakable item or two. He was too practical to throw a glass, knowing he was the only one around to pick up the pieces. He had things he hoped to do. He wanted a family. He wanted to see the Corn Palace, not the one in Sioux City but the one in Mitchell, South Dakota. Allison had laughed out loud and he gave her a pained look. She apologized but a corn palace? Not Versailles or the Taj Mahal? The Corn Palace? Yes, the Corn Palace. It sounds.