Pass the soap, please.”Over breakfast, I mentioned, “Did I tell you the Ellen show called Peter asking if you’d be a guest?”“Really? Why?”...she asked, stuffing her face with scrambled eggs.Smiling at her innocence, I told her, “Because of your song.”“Oh.” A moment later, she said, “I don’t think I want to be on television. I’d be too nervous.”“I think you should do it.”“Why?”“So you’ll know what fame is like. You’ll know if that’s what you want.”“No thanks.”“So, how sore are you?” I asked.Amelia. I can usually see the outline of his cock though and itsets my imagination aflame! And his hairy chest and legs and thatgorgeous treasure trail of his has me on the edge of cumming all daylong. He makes comments all the time about how much of a sissy I'vebecome and how I could only wish to be half the man he was.Kyle bought me a dildo the other day. It was an 8 incher with realisticlooking balls attached. He told me that I should use it to practice on.He said "If you ever want a chance at my. I invited them all in, they were already came prepared with pillows and we chatted into the night. I didn’t know when we slept but when I woke up, everyone was gone except Anjani who was on her phone and smiled when she noticed me waking up.I asked her, “Where is everyone?”She said that they have left to do some leftover work. We have all day to ourselves.“What are we gonna do then? Shall we go swimming then?” I asked. I knew my hot senior girl would say yes since she was a swimmer. Just like I. And to tell you the truth most of them are the same in the dark anyway. Pussy is pussy. What really turns me on is convincing your dull, plain as grass, fat assed little wife to meet me and do the nasty in a cheap sleazy hotel while you're out playing golf or at work.I just love the thought of how guilty she feels when she goes home to you wondering whether or not she took enough showers to get rid of my scent or douched enough that you can't detect any of my leavings in her. She probably.