More than that, he was stroking it. And what a cock it was. It must have been 8 inches, and thick with an angry dark red head. I was lost for words an... forgot completely about my need to piss, stood still with my dick in my hands. "I'll bet your thirsty boy, I've got something for you to drink from" his tone definitely had some steel in it. "You little faggot, you've been staring at my cock and you're getting hard!" I snapped out of my daze, eyes flicking between my hardening dick, 5 inches. Lighter by ?140 but weighed down by a holdall considerably larger than the small sports bag she'd initially thought would do, Alex now had enough casual clothing to last a week as well as four different outfits that really looked gorgeous. The long coat was being worn and was the only thing from the original selection that had been bought. The rest had been relegated back to the racks as just too plain. Lighter too in spirit Alex walked along with a smile as the fun of two hours shopping had. “Exactly. I wanted to do a couple of things here. Even though she’s essentially naked, I wanted to symbolically preserve a bit of her modesty, and I also wanted to wait for her to catch up. That is, she’s going to undress me while she tickles a few of my erogenous zones. When we’re both down to our last barriers to actual coitus - that’s fucking to you, Danny - that makes the removal of those barriers very symbolic and sexy in its own right - a special thing, like Jackson said.“Now, guys, keep. Although she had recently become a mother, Amy was still only about 115 pounds and tight-bodied (except for her motherhood-induced large breasts). I had often been caught staring at her while stocking and she knew I was paying full attention to her as if my eyes were burning holes through her shirt. Being a late bloomer, I was only 17 when I met Amy in March and my birthday wasn’t until May. I played in sports like soccer and ran cross-country so I was built fairly well, in my opinion, and my.