" Tears sprang up in her eyes, and she slumped down onto the floor. "What got into you?" I was angry and I wanted to vent some of that anger," Brianna...said, kneeling in the middle of the floor facing her. "You have to put up with that shit every day we go through there, and you shouldn't have to." Why now? Why today? Don't we have enough to deal with?" That's better." Brianna smiled, and shuffled a bit closer."What?" You're talking about it. I'm ill, and we need to talk about it." It's been all. ”“John, my love, all you have done is allowed your man member to turn small again and fall out of me. You should not tell me clever things when you need to make love to me!”“Oops! Sorry, Maranga. Let me play with your breasts and nipples and kiss your lips, and see if I can bring my little friend back to hardness. If I can start that, then putting it back into your love hole should complete the job.”A short spell of fondling and teasing brought the required response, and Maranga steered his. "Fuck, but you're a tight one," was what brought me back into the world.Without even thinking I heard myself saying: "That's cause your cock is so, so big..."He moaned a little, but I knew he liked this because his rhythm increased. As his did, I responded by pushing back against him.He let my arms go and pushed me against the wall roughly. This rough-play excited me.He grabbed my hair again, and put his other hand on my lower back and began thrusting into me in a way that I realized he wasn't. * * *Image 1: I see but a portion of her exquisite body; she is visible to meonly from her waist, down to the tops of her thighs. I see her navel;her right hand (held in a fist, around her erect and ejaculating cock);her stiff and swollen penis; the pouch of her tightly drawn scrotum; andthe flesh of her golden, smooth thighs, the right one of which wears adark stocking. Before her, at the level of her groin, I see a man'sface--or, rather, his nose and mouth, the lips of which are.