My fingers wrapped around it, marveling at how massive the monster was. So warm and alive. It’s thick, purple head spasmed as my fingers brushed it,...large veins bulging. ‘That’s right,’ she said as I began to slowly stroke its length. ‘Just like that. You know what to do.’ I didn’t, but my lust addled body sure did. Almost on autopilot as I guided the monster down between my legs. There was pressure, pushing its way inward. A tight fullness curing an emptiness I had never recognized until that. .. ?"I mean, why wouldn't anyone..." Tim whispered, getting even closer, " ... want to be with you..." their foreheads were touching, " ... and have children with you..." their lips were touching..."Oh, Tim!" Ken said, turning his head slightly to avoid the kiss and pulling Tim into a hug. "You are the sweetest bloke that I have ever known."WHAT AM I DOING? Ken thought furiously to himself. I ALMOST KISSED HIM! WHAT AM I DOING??"But seriously," Tim said, pulling back so they were facing each. . He satdown in the other chair, (we only had 2 then it was a very small kitchen)and beckoned me over to sit on his lap.... Damn he smelled good!! Ialways loved it when my daddy first came home from work, he'd give me abig bear hug and i was immediately enveloped by all those "manly smells"sweat, cigerette smoke, (camels) and his breath smelling faintly of thebeer or 2 he always had on the way home... But, all those smells weremuch more intense now, and i could also smell piss. (which i. But she quickly realized that they were inside his underwear.Which Jack had known all along, of course.Fine, she thought. She hooked two fingers of her free hand into the waistband of his pants, stretched it out as far she could, then removed her other hand and immediately plunged it beneath the waistband of his underwear—being careful this time to keep to one side. She only wanted her panties, after all.Nevertheless the side of her hand brushed against him there, and then her fingertips.