But I soon realized that it was not me that was in control, but Dolly -- for she had no sooner left my lips than her dainty lips were on my prick -- u...ing them to simulate her cunt. This time Dolly did it differently, concentrating her efforts on that part of my prick known as the Gates of Consciousness -- that area where the uncircumcised flesh meets around the base of the head of the prick and the foreskin hangs around the prick beneath the knob. I would soon learn this was truly a most. After breakfast we decided to go off into town to finish the last of the Christmas shopping, and meet back at the house later for pre-club drinks.Meeting up with everyone back at the house that evening, I began to feel my age. I was heading fast towards 30, married, with children. As I knocked back my fourth tequila I thought to myself I'm way out of my league here. Harry, on the other hand, was knocking back the pints as he enjoyed spending time with his little brother.The doorbell went. Our. . I suddenly reached into her robe and grabbed one of her nice tits. She slapped my hand and yelled asking me what I thought I was doing. I approached her and slid both my hands into her robe pulling her against me. I pushed my hardness against her, she felt it. And she kept pushing me away yelling at me to stop. It's disgusting she would say. Then at one point I grabbed her again and pulled her against me. My buldge against her wet pussy. My hand went into her robe and between her thighs.. I step forward, both arms around Her waist, and i press myself up against her, and begin kissing Her neck all over again. She must sense that i am naked, She must be able to feel my cock as it presses against Her groin, so She tenses, and whimpers again. Was that "Please"? It would be so easy to lift Her skirt, and take her. She's only inches away, the prize. i can imagine, my thighs against hers, my hands on Her buttocks and my cock engulfed by her, our bodies in rhythm. Again, i deny myself.