How does that compare with your hubby?, I asked with a smirk.I thought he was hung, before I saw that HUMONGOUS cock of yours. But he's barely half yo...r length and width, and no way near as hard!, she said as her hands rubbed the tense flesh of my solid shaft. Can you cum for me, Tim, please? I wanna see how much sperm you can shoot out of that fat schlong of yours!Why don't you jack me off and I'll rub your pussy.Oh, yeah! I love it when you talk dirty Tim, she purred as her hands started to. Sunday, 10.15pm Right, I’m having that bath. It’s getting late, but I just need to chill for a while. Petra’s friend is gone, and my room-mate is lying on her bed, reading something. Thankfully she’s changed into something less sexy for sleep: a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. Very short shorts, but less troubling. I get up, pad across the wooden floor in my bare feet, and try the taps. As you’d expect in a big old house like this, the warm water takes a while to emerge. But emerge it does, and. “Kyle, what do you want?” she asked, already knowing the answer.“You know what I want. I want to fuck you.”“Please don’t make me do it again. I felt so cheap the last time.”“Don’t be silly Claudia. It is a woman’s place to let her man fuck her whenever he wants it.”She got a little excited. “So, does this mean I am your woman now?”He only said that because he felt possessive of her and didn’t want any other man to have sex with her going forward. “No, it just means you are my personal fuck. I got it. Consuela P. There were still two of them working the other end of the hallway. I went down, and looked at name tags. Consuela P. I had a shit chance of her speaking English very well, but I asked her if she cleaned and took care of 216. She told me yes, she did, and asked if there was a problem. I kissed her cheek and handed her forty dollars. I thanked her and walked back up to the room. I’ll bet she’s still to this day trying to figure out what that was about. I was thinking she.