‘He ambulates upon two legs, as we do. He flits about hither and thither, never staying in one place for long, as we do. He is far too hairless to b... a mammal. It is far more probable that the hair he does possess is simply an outlier. Just as we hold parliaments and funerals, so, too, does he. ‘From my own observations, it is evident that he is a fellow bird who has temporarily misplaced his own wings. For I have seen many a man look at the sky in envy at me and my peers, a look of wistful. I heard him get very quiet so I assumed he was watching me. I continued playing with my pussy and rubbing my tits with my other hand. I then heard him clear his throat and I pretended to be startled. I apologized for what I was doing. He said not to worry, as he was actually enjoying what he was seeing. He asked me if my boyfriend satisfied me, and I confessed that no he didn't. He asked if I'd ever been with an older man, and I told him no, but it was a fantasy. After going back to check if. The shaft of his penis was dark black and just under the head to the tip was a lighter color which made it really look interesting. So I tried not to react and be professional, I grabbed his penis which was still nice and soft and began with the extraction. I couldn't get over the fact that my hand didn't even wrap all the way around him. At one point during this I had both of my hands on him and he still had more to spare. As I withdrew the catheter and removed it Nathan let out a moan, like. .. OK, OK, it was the beer too, I admit it. So that suddenly I leaned forward and kissed Claire. There was no response on her part. I suspect she was just too stunned (or drunk) to realise just what was happening. So I slipped my tongue into her mouth, feeling heat as well as the sensations of swirling my tongue over her own.“Pete...” she began with a sigh when our lips parted only to have me cut off what she was about to say by kissing her again.I also began to move my hands over her upper.