"Put your hand on my cock now, Cindy," he told her in a panting voice, his legs widespread before her face, and she obeyed mechanically, wrapping her ...and around his masculinity. A shiver passed through her at the touch, unwanted but there nonetheless, and Cindy began to work her hand roughly up and down, watching the foreskin pucker over the engorged head, then wrap itself over the shaft. With increasing rhythm, she stroked Ralph Taylor's cock, staring at it, warmth beginning to seep through. I began rubbingit, and started feeling aroused. I kept rubbing and startedhaving multiple orgasms. It was a wonderful feeling. Then Irealized I was moaning with the pleasure of each orgasm.I decided I had better stop masturbating, and get ready forwork. I took a shower and used scented soap to wash. AfterI dried off, I looked at myself in the mirror. I noticedthat my breasts had grown larger last night. I hoped theywouldn't grow any larger; I wouldn't be able to fit into mybras if they did.I. He stroked his erection as he reminisced.He was currently 45 years old and had been cohabitating with Wendy for the last three years. They had met when he was giving a product presentation to her. She was the merchandising vice president for a major retail company. He hadn’t done a very good job due to his shyness in front of such a strong and attractive woman.After the presentation, she suggested they go to dinner. Of course, he could not turn that down. She asked some very good questions. He got us out of bed and to our feet, leading me to the restroom, turning on the shower, adjusting the temperature. He stood at least a ft taller than me with his tanned brown body so hot and so mine. "Get in" he instructed with his limited english, and he followed right behind. He grabbed some vaseline in a tub on the shower corner shelf and rubbed it all over his entire cock and put a large amount on my holes. He dipped his dick in my pussy ramming me pretty hard while grabbing my tits too.