.. I’ve been dating...”Gail’s face dropped, it looked like she was going to cry.“There’s nobody serious, and I’m certainly glad that you�...re improving yourself, I only wish that you had done so sooner. Right now, I’m afraid that it might be a case of ‘too little, too late’.”If I thought that I was helping, I was sadly mistaken, as Gail put her head down on her arms on the table and started bawling. I was torn; on one hand I strongly believed that she had brought this situation on herself, but. " Well there is more to it than that too. Things have changed since I wasa girl. There is more to worry about. You have to watch out aboutthings that could effect your entire future." Like getting pregnant?" Well that too. But I was thinking about pictures of yourself withoutany clothing." Oh my gaud, I would never like do that." You say that now, but what if a boy that you think you love asks you totake special pictures just for him. Then you might do it." Well they are only pictures. . It moved as he moved and it has a slight bend up like a rhino horn. It was thick and about 8-9 inches long. The mushroom head was beautiful. Ken’s pubic hair was salt and pepper like the hair on his head. It was not as tan as the rest of his body but it was beautiful no the less.“I want you to lick the tip, then suck the head. Nice and slow to get use to how it feels in your mouth.” Resting my hands on both sides of his thighs, I lowered to my knees and did as told. Licking the tip of his cock,. After three years of her married life, i decided to pay her a visit. I reached her home one fine tuesday morning. She was surprised to find me there at her doorstep, tired and haggard from the travel. She welcomed me in and seated me in her living room.Next, she gets me a glass of water, sits across from me, and asks about others. I reply to her, but my mind is elsewhere. After some idle chitchat, i make my move; i get up and go close to her. I hold her hand and sit besides her. I tell her how.