It's almost five so I grab a taxi and head to the bar. I arrive at the bar but I don’t see Mike anywhere. I take a seat on a barstool, order a drink...and turn to search the crowd of him. While I’m looking for him a gentleman comes up and asks, “Is this seat taken?” I respond, “No, please help yourself.” Then he asks, “Can I buy you a drink?” “Thank you, that would be nice.” “Would you like some company?” “Sure, if you want, but just so you know I am waiting on my husband. He should be here any. His thick 7 inch cut cock is now standing straight up, “how am I going to get this to fit?” I wondered. “Oh well here goes nothing.” I straddled myself on top of his member and slowly lowered myself onto daddy’s cock. He was big, and it took a little bit of work to get it initially in. The head just popped in and my god I miss that feeling, that feeling of being stretched. I moaned as the rest of the cock slid all the way in, I was now balls deep, and I didn’t look back. I started to ride daddy. Unlike honey, he felt that he could drink Aradelle’s nectar all day. The way her sex dripped in an almost steady stream to the flower below he had little doubt she could produce more than enough if he ever wanted to try.Kal leaned in and ran his tongue along her folds; the texture was different than he was expecting, being soft and silky but with an underlying roughness that was very distinct from Ikuno. He quickly realized that, much like how they looked, the strange texture was similar to a. I looked down and my partially aroused cock looked even more impressive than it had before the trim. I said, “Are you done?” “Nope, there’s a little more to go.” She took a washcloth, turned on the hot water in one of the sinks and closed the stopper. She then took the hot, wet washcloth, wet my entire pubic area, dispensed a little ‘Edge’ shaving cream into her hand, and applied to some of the peripheral area of what she had trimmed. I got a little nervous when she took out my new ‘Fusion’.