'what are you doing ' he asked ' i thought you were ging to do it''i only said i would touch it i'm not doing the work you keep wanking it i'll play w...th the head' i told himso his hand went back down and he started wanking again i put my hand down and rubbed my fingers over his cocks wet sticky head getting precum all over my fingers then took my hand back up to his mouth'lick them clean get your disgusting precum off my fingers now ' i told him'fuck off i'm not doing that' he replied'ok stop. I comb my hair. I put on make-up. I want to look good for D’andre, he is my imaginary boyfriend.As time progresses, I see it’s almost 10. The handicap ride service is due here within minutes. I hurry myself to the front porch to wait for them.They arrive on time. They are nice enough, but not very chatty. I like chatty.We arrive at the physical therapy place. I am delighted to see D’andre waiting outside for me to arrive. I smile. He always makes me feel good. He helps the ride service person. Her dark nipples were clearly visible against her light breasts, which also served to highlight the dark valley of her substantial cleavage. Lower, the soaked material clung to her stomach, hips and thighs; making them all the more appealing in their partially covered state. He held his hands up in a way that he hoped she would misconstrue as surrender. She lowered the nozzle ever so slightly, and when she did he stepped inside her defensive posture. His hands grazed over her breasts before. She’s done this ever since she was 5 years old. These days she says that she usually checks on the boys just so she can get dressed.Just after the boys turned 2, I was given the opportunity to go to London and take over the company's office there. I went home and spoke with Leia about this promotion. Leia was thrilled at my promotion and was all for the transfer. Several weeks later I went over with Leia and the boys to find a house that we could live in. We flew over and on arrival a woman.