I pictured bruises the shape of his hands on my flesh and the idea turned me on. He finally pushed me away and I grabbed some toilet tissue to wipe m... mouth as he pulled up his pants. Even limp, he was large—truly a monster tool. I followed him out of the restroom and he said, “See you around, TittieGirl,” before heading to the exit. 4onthefloor was warming up when Jenny found me. She had an adorable sprite in tow, one with short hair cut like a boy’s and huge, brown eyes. “Haven’t seen you. Her breasts had come in nicely right before we graduated, but the “Freshmen 15” really helped them to fill in. Her hips had also widened and her butt became much more full. She was wearing some sweatpants and a hoodie from the local community college she was attending. The sweatpants were tight against her butt and you could see her ample breasts underneath the hoodie. She had bent over a few times and I could see the top lace of some green panties. I could see the panty line on her butt. I. It was very hard having to live with his penis being locked up only to be released by his wife four times a year when she would give him a hand job. A hand job! Four times a year! On the thirtieth of those months that had thirty days ? April, June, September and November. He was so frustrated, being a young man in the prime of his sex life and being restricted to having only four orgasms a year and by a hand job!! No more sex ? ever! And yet his wife demanded that he take care of her with his. " I whispered in his ear. "It's your birthday. I should do something nice for you. I tossed the blanket aside, I stoop up, letting Greg see me in my tight revealing cocktail dress, glittery make-up, my amble chest struggling to stay contained. I took the hairband off my wrist, put my hair into a ponytail and smiled. Greg just let out a low grunt and got comfy, throwing his arms on the back of the couch. "I want to give you a very special birthday blowjob." I leaned in and kissed Greg. He.