But even then, our little affair only amounted to a couple of dates in the movies, a kiss a cuddle and a grope. As a c***dhood sweetheart, my wife was...the only woman I’d ever slept with.Increasingly nowadays though, my wanks revolved around, Zita. I’d imagine various scenarios in my head, us fucking across my desk, going out to lunch, but instead opting for a blow job in the car, at a beauty spot overlooking the town. My favourite fantasy though started with the usual rebuttal from my wife. As. Thighs and heavy rack abound on both and DAT ASS!! I prayed to the gods i would get to ride the tricycle and win that belt. Little did I know I pulled waaaaay more than I bargained for. This is how it went down:I'm standing at the bar looking fly as usual and something pulls my attention to the far back of the dance room. and I see her. Wearing the tightest, shortest, most revealing dress (If it didn't have color in it she would have been naked) this angel is smiling at me. As we lock eyes she. I had grown a staggering one and half inches, so I was almost five feet tall. But then fate gave me a very helping hand so I could carry on seeing her. All of sudden nothing worked. I became incredibly clumsy, kept dropping things, falling over the list is endless. My mother would not let me into the kitchen on my own, I would probably end up burning the house down or killing myself. Why you may ask. Well what was happening was my growth spurt was occurring all at once. Shoes and trousers I had. Let me give you the four-act program. Act one. I deflower a virgin farm girl. Act two. I deflower a 6-year old virgin city girl. Act three. I kill me a federal agent with some knifes, spikes and a blowtorch. Act four, I let the little child whore perform for her life. If she's as good as she claims, I just may keep her alive for my own pleasure. Now for act one."As he walked to Sasha's sister, Summers started removing his clothes. When he was fully undressed, he took the pendent and pressed.