"I like these," I said, nodding towards her underwear. "Purple is my favorite color."She put her hand on her hip, and I longed to be touching her ther.... "They are burgundy, not purple," she said."Same thing, isn't it?" I took a deep breath and pushed my boxers down. My penis stood at full attention. Dawn glanced down, her eyes shimmering. I crawled up into bed, my erection wagging back and forth, and I settled next to her."I like burgundy better," she said. "The word makes me think of wine.". Has Pat ever hurt you? Have you hurt him?" I shook my head. "Do you know this Japanese story?"A young man of Matsue was returning home from a wedding party when he saw, just in front of his house, a firefly. He paused a moment, surprised to see such an insect on a cold winter's night with snow on the ground. While he stood and meditated, the firefly flew toward him, and the young man struck at it with his stick, but the insect flew away and entered the garden adjoining his own.The next day he. ‘I slipped and fell.’ ‘Bullshit!’ He threw his beer. ‘Jacky, it’s fine.’ I continued. ‘Who hit you?’ He grabbed me by the shoulders and started shaking me. At this point I was startled. ‘It was Tyrone!’ I quickly blurted. ‘What?’ His face grew more fierce. ‘That darky piece of shit? I’ll kill that fucker!’ ‘Jacky! No.’ I tried to get through to him despite him obviously madding up his mind. ‘Getting tired of these niggas thinking they run this shit! Come on, you two!’ Though I’d never seen. "I looked up at my wife's eyes, half expecting to see a smirk. A smirk that would have killed me, but it wasn't there. Instead her eyes were half-lidded with pleasure.I opened my lips and took it in, tasting latex and the musk of her sex. She pumped it in and out of my mouth for a few minutes and over my lips while I kissed it. "Her is Mistress's cock slut too, isn't she?"I couldn't answer, but the dildo in my mouth spoke volumes."He's ready now, don't be greedy little slut." she said, taking.