“Remind me to get a couple rubber bands to wrap this to mark my progress,” I told Blaise as he sat fixated on the length of latex I’d just pulle... out of my neck.I kept my fingers in place and tried again for a new record. When I got it to the depth I was used to, my fingers still weren’t touching my nose. I swallowed and my fingers met my lips. I felt the bulge back at the base of my throat again.I took as deep a breath as I could through my nose and swallowed again. I could feel the mass enter. She opened her mouth slightly in shock as his warm firm fingers slid into her bra and pulled her large breast free from its cup and began to stroke the soft sensitive skin. He took advantage of the moment to slide his tongue into her mouth. He smiled as she moaned slightly when he pinched her nipple, feeling it harden immediately as he rolled the nub between his fingers, and deepened their kiss. EB couldn’t figure out what was going on, all she knew was that all of a sudden she was in Adam’s. We had a California King in our bedroom, but even that wasn’t big enough. So, we had a second one delivered the day before and they set it up right alongside the other. It made for a huge, soft and comfy love platform!The meal was out of this world with Irish Lamb stew, steamed lobster, Cherrystone clams, Linguine Bolognese, fried chicken, sweet white baby corn, steamed asparagus in butter sauce, red cabbage cole slaw and Mother’s signature homemade fudge cake with buttercream frosting. It was. You start needing other things.You know by now that your private parts are special. Men and big boys think they’re special too. They want to play with them in a way that’s rude and invasive. That’s why they’re private, because they’re special and you don’t want to share them with just anyone.But your private parts also don’t want to be alone. They really like the idea of that thing where men are rude and invasive -- if it’s the right man. Who’s the right man? One who knows a lot, who’s big and.