“You make me so horny,” he panted.They cleaned up again and she wondered what it would be like to lie in bed with a naked man. He showed her. Kiss...ng like this was the best, because she could rub her naked breasts against him while they kissed and then roll back to let his lips go down to suck at her nipples. She could have an orgasm from his fingers and then be held tightly in his strong arms. She could reach for him and stroke him, and then reach to explore below that, to the heavy sack that. . with no regret. I'm fascinated by his ability to separate himself from the relationship we have, to suffice his sexual needs.I too are amazed at the length of time I have been considering this journey regardless of the sacrifice I have made already. Most mothers would correct a past 'slip on the ice' yet I have continued on a direct path of seduction,... unwavering at that. His positive reactions are equally responsible for my participation, leading to this point. One summer day we were. Some times in company with small children or infants. Today for some reason the park was empty. It was beginning to turn cool. It had been nice and sunny earlier. This time of year you couldn't depend on the weather. It might be sunny one day and chilly the next or both in the same day. The leaves were beginning to turn on the park's few trees. It wouldn't be long before he would have to wear a jacket when he came to the park or at least a heavy sweater. Autumn was here.He lived a block from. Well, I'm gonna tell you more of these crazier stories but let me tell you how it all started, right ? Cause why the fuck not? So a bit about myself. I'm not a fucken six pack motherfucker. I'm a chunky but tall as bloke. I can get down and shit, but nahhh I ain't no aesthetics work out kind of guy. I prefer being a strongman and keep it bulky. Which by the way bigger men know how to fucken handle the shit out of all kinds of women. Skinny girls cry when being fucked, eaten, and all that shit.