.."I am caught a bit off guard, my fuzzy brain reaching back through so many conversations, attempting to pick out which particular brand of kink he m...y be referring to. "Yes...?" Well," Hunter says, his husky voice gaining strength and confidence. "Perhaps I will just show you."My heart picks up its pace as Hunter rolls me onto my back, kissing me. While our first kisses earlier in the day had been gentle and sweet, now his lips press insistently into mine. His tongue probes into my mouth,. A coffee cup was sitting on top of a note to her that read, ‘Out of milk, be back shortly.’ She poured the brown liquid into the cup, and took a seat at the kitchen table. Miles struck up another tune, and she let her mind wander off. Her new lover would be home shortly. What would the day bring for them? Neither of them had anything to do today. They could go somewhere. They could stay in. Whatever they did, she only wanted to do it with him. She sipped her coffee, and slowly she began to wake. Even though I say it myself my cock is by no means small being 7 and half inches and thick. I got out as near my towel as possible so I could hide my obvious excitement. I quickly walked into the changing area without looking back. I went into the communal shower and started to clean off the chlorine. My cock stubbornly remained hard. I either needed the shower on cold or to start masturbating. I decided on the former and stretched my hand out to the mixer when a voice said, “Mmmmmmmmm very. I'll let Kenny tell you what it was."Attention was on me. "Actually, it was two things that made me remember Fran. I had been urging her to return home and at the same time to not fall in love with me. I saw her as someone who was young and misguided. I considered myself as an adult and couldn't see where there was any gain in my becoming closer to her. I knew she was totally in my power and if I had wanted to trifle with her I could have. Basically I felt she was trouble, but then I had made a.