And, Confucius Did Not Say...“A lion will not cheat on his wife, but a Tiger Wood!”This One Is Compliments of Gary:A Frenchwoman took her little d...ughter to the Louvre where they saw a statue of a nude male. “What is that?” asked the child pointing to the penis. “Nothing, nothing at all, Cherie,” replied the mother. “I want one,” said the child. The mother tried to focus her daughter’s attention on a more suitable subject, but the little girl persisted. “I want one just like that,” she kept. I asked her if she enjoyed it with him of course I knew the answer cause I know how much she liked sex. She said yes it was good but way better with me, I kept pressing for details on their times together finally she opened up & went into detail. I got a raging hard on pulled it out pushed her back on the couch & buried my cock in her, fucking like a madman telling her to keep telling me about their sex together. She was actually getting off on telling me about it. I asked her if the memories. “Can I start now?”“You can have a sample.” She undid her trousers and dropped them to the floor, she stepped out of them and turned. What a sight. I sank to my knees to worship those callipygian cheeks. I caressed their curves and kissed the soft flesh. She bent over to allow me access to the centre of my desire. I probed that arsehole like it was the only thing to be doing in the universe. I lost myself between her cheeks. Eventually a call out from Harrison broke my devotion.“I do believe. My breathing has become shallower as the arousal blooms within me. My hand sets course down my chest. My face reddens as I feel like I’ll be caught in the act. I stroke the length of my leg. Little moans escape my lips as I go. I follow a trail up my inner thigh. I quickly run my fingernails back down the same pathway. Taking another sip from my wine I continue. Starting back at the top of my thigh, I slowly stroke down to my calf taking a moment to appreciate the structure of these.