‘That’s a very nice cock,’ I heard her say. ‘I hope I’ll be seeing more of it in the future.’ ‘Is that all?’ Shawn asked her. ‘Seein..., feeling, tasting,’ she grinned at him. ‘Fucking.’ ‘Me, too,’ Shawn said. ‘You’re a marvelous fuck.’ ‘You’re not too bad yourself,’ she told him. ‘Yes, I am,’ he said. ‘I’m very bad. I’m almost ready to do you again.’ ‘Really?’ Kylie asked. ‘I feel like all my birthdays have come at once. Come on.’ With that, they moved outside my sightline and I concentrated on. Hee. Hee,” she chuckled . “No. He's in a very committed relationship. Besides, you are not his type.” “His type?” “Yeah. You are a He-Man. Masculine. Bearded. Tattoos. A man's man. He goes for the girly-man, bitch, flamboyant, fag type.” “I will keep that in mind,” I laughed. “So… What do you want me to wear tomorrow, Honey?” she said, changing the subject. “Depends. Are we going out, or staying in? If we go out, where?” “I'll tell you what. I will decide when I get dressed, then I will. There WAS a hymen there -- I'd seen it -- but it had looked pretty much defeated before I got there. I finished the job -- or, rather, Tina did, with the help of my erection. She winced as my glans passed her opening, and basically, that was it; I found myself surprised that such a tiny-looking twat was absorbing my length so readily. Then she was up and down on it like she was posting on an English saddle, puffing and gasping, her eyes rolling."Go, Tina, go!" Kellie giggled in the background.. I make sure to massage gently along that beautiful crack which separates the cheeks. As I move toward your beautiful pussy you raise your hips and place both pillows under them. And as you lower them I notice your legs moving further apart to fully expose your pussy to me.I apply oil to my hand and massage around the folds of your pussy. I whisper, "Is this all right?" As I slip two fingers just past the swollen lips into your wetness. The only sound that comes from you is a moan of approval.So.