She took the day off yesterday and went to lunch with her friend Julie. When I came into the office around noon time Debbie said hey u have a few call... to make and you have a message on your desk. Ok I said . Hey Debbie where's the message on my desk? She walks in my office and says in a low voice, no message I needed an excuse to talk to you and it looks better if you call me into your office, What's up and she just smiled and said I got a story for you, lets get together after work, Ok, but. It was like, he gave me everything I wanted and I gave him life. My pussy gave him comfort, gave him love. Whether he had me bent over the kitchen table shoving into my ass or on the dryer in the laundry room with my legs spread wide, he had to have me. I would wake up in the middle of the night to the feeling of him eating my pussy. Then he would fuck me over and over and over. One night, I lay on my bed and I heard him come in. I pretended to be sleep, hoping maybe he'd leave. He got on my. I should explain that his cock satisfies me - it is about the size of a Red Bull can. I though that it was plenty big enough - but Jean's put it to shame. I still loved him though.Paul had a very slim body - I imagine that when he was younger he was just plain skinny. His cock was built like him. It was hanging down between his legs for at least six inches and it was not even an inch in diameter. Claudette was wanking him to hardness and as it grew I noticed that it didn't get any thicker and. There were rocks and small land with plants in the middle at some places. Both sides of the river were hills.We both removed our t-shirts and shorts. We used to wear underwear as we used to go to a rock and jump from it to the river. If we didn’t wear underwear, then someone might see us naked. There was a rock on the side that we usually place our dresses. We were now in our underwears. I saw a bulge on his underwear as we saw the dogs mating. It was a pretty big bulge. I am sure that he might.