Or a cock. It's shape put me in mind of Cupid's bow, with her top lip arching delicately at the peak below her nose, and flowing gracefully downward a...d then slightly up again at the corners, where it just outran the length of her lower lip, which itself jutted forward and made a subtle pout. I wanted to bite it, gently. Then bite it again, not so gently."You'll get all you can eat tonight, sweetie. Would you like some baked beans to go with them? I have some on-hand I can fire up." She looked. Anyway, the night went better than expected as she looked better the more I drank and she was very accommodating in bed and eager to please, those tits were magnificent and looked even better with my big fat cock nestled between them. Next morning we parted and arranged to meet up again.Three weeks later was the date of Steve and Suzi’s wedding. Whilst Suzi was only 19 she had plenty of experience and was well known for liking her cock as most of the village lads knew, I unfortunately had not. So here it is. I will tell you a bed time story to read later, since you seem to have nodded off. You must be on your laptop. In your big bed with your petite little body lying next to it. As it beeps with my words, it’s not loud enough to wake you tonight. You must be very tired. If I where there I would climb into your bed. No need to undress you or remove the covers, because you sleep without either. I’m in nothing but my soft little lavender dress that is all I am wearing tonight. I could. .Hernando’s Hideaway, OleAnd all you’llsee are silhouettesAnd all you’llhear are castanetsAnd no one careshow late it getsNot at Hernando’s HideawayOle!At the Golden Fingerbowlor any place you goYou will meet your Uncle Maxand everyone you knowBut if you’ll go the spotthat I am thinkin’ of... Sarah watched us, as we danced around the room with big smiles on our faces. Claire’s shoulder-length hair flopped around as we did the Promenades. I suggested she put her hair in a ponytail or.