Antonio was stronger than I thought he’d be: He lifted my hips high and I slid down in the seat. I felt a big dollop of saliva fall onto my arsehole...– and it wasn’t from Antonio. No, the smoker guy was slowly gobbing into my hole from on high. Antonio slipped two fingers into my man-cunt. He eased them in as Smoker Man continued to gob onto me. Antonio pulled the condom down over his hard cock. I wanted it bad. His head was at my hole. But I had not been entered for a few weeks and was very,. Inch by inch she relaxed. His hands reached just under her armpits, just grazing her breasts as his palms slid slowly but firmly down to her hips.A little more oil now. He massaged her hips, feeling the curves of her body. Her breathing was even and deep as he brought his fingers to her butt. Her outward breath told him how she felt. He kneaded her with his strong fingers, still working slowly. As he pressed his fingers deeply into her muscles, he felt the slightest rise of her hips, her breath. She arched her back, pushing into his hand, spreading her legs to give more access as her hands worked to unbutton his pants, then reaching down his shorts, finding him growing and getting harder as she gently caressed his shaft.A soft moan escaped from her as he moved his mouth to her neck, kissing, nibbling, and sucking.His fingers found their way under her panties, wiggling between her folds feeling her wetness, feeling her desire for him.Her hands were pulling his pants down. He sat up and. There's nothing physically 'wrong' with you, you're just very small.Sometimes we just have to play the hand we're dealt, Wendell, and livethe best life that we can." But doctor-" Wendell did not like this decision. He had really hopedthat this would help, but even he knew, deep down, that, after twoyears, it was probably a lost cause. Some of the people who wereyounger than him had grown as much as a foot while on this regime, butWendell hadn't gained so much as an eighth of an inch. "Isn't.