My mushroom head started to swell. This cockring has a piece that hung off of it that was a butt plug too. She eased the plug into my ass while the co...kring made my mushroom head grow even more. She sucked me more and then grabbed a second toy. This one was a prostate massager. About six inches long with high ridges and curved to enter me and go up. She worked it in and I was full from two toys pressing on the base of my cock through my ass. My dick was forced to groweven more from the force on. Oh, he would answer the phone and visit, or he would reply to my email, but it wasn't him who made the calls anymore. He seemed even more distant, and almost aloof. I waited, and while I did, I met another man. Don't get me wrong, I did not set out looking, nor was I looking. One evening when I was sitting at home, I surfed into a website that allowed authors to post erotic stories. My sex life was something that had taken a nose dive of late, especially since I wasn't even calling. She crawled between my legs and swallowed my erection, I think to ensure I was as it was as full as it could get. Satisfied with that, she crawled up my body, straddling me to bend down and give me a loving kiss.I held my cock up as she broke the kiss so she could impale herself on me. As she slipped all of the way down, she let out a guttural animalistic moan. She felt so very good up inside. As was her wont, Kelly stared straight into my eyes. Her color changing eyes were a striking deep. He has nothing, no real estate, no job, no kids, no baggage – only a dream of a winery. Miles’ world is the opposite of the world of my marital responsibilities and of my corporate insurance job. And opposites attract. Maybe I should try something different, she thought. The last thing Miles expected, as Ana came close to him, was Ana getting down on her knees, and starting to unfasten his belt, as she had earlier done in the truck. Greg’s words and warnings had gone in her one ear and out the.