Why was there such adifference between his dick and mine? Very confusing."You're squeezing me too tight," Craig said in a whisper, almost a groan. Igu...ltily eased up my grip, embarrassment washing over me anew. Craig thanked mebut I barely heard him, having returned to my study his cock. This would be thelast time I ever had the opportunity to study one up close, and I wanted tosatisfy my curiosity once and for all. I was admiring the texture of his cockaround the little hole, looking at the. Ashok looked up as she came down the trail, and smiled.“Good morning, Mom. Did you sleep well?” He picked up his towel and moved toward her.Usha simply nodded, looking at her young son’s slim body. He had put on his shorts and tee shirt, and was scrubbing his hair. Ashok gave her a hug, and kissed her on the cheek. Usha kissed him on his head, and turned to look for a place to put down her bag.“How’s the water, Ashok?”“Oh, it’s great. Very refreshing. I know you will like it. But to really. She then produced what looked to bea pair of panties. She lifted my dress and pulled them up onto me. Shepressed a button and they began to vibrate.She took my leash again in her hand and led me into the bathroom.There, resting on the sink, was a bottle nail polish remover. She toldme that this was the only bottle she had as she poured it down thedrain. I was beginning to feel very nervous. But at least I was able tosteal a glance in the mirror. I looked good. I didn't look like awoman, though.. He’s usually the one who plans the evening, but this time I made the reservations at a hotel restaurant and booked a room for us upstairs. I bought him one of the usual Valentine’s Day gifts – a pair of black silk boxers with red hearts on them and an Italian watch he’d been eyeing for the past three months. Aside from me doing all the planning, everything was going as usual. I was wearing a backless shin-length red dress with spaghetti straps resting on my shoulders. It was made from a.