But he always stopped, just before his tongue would get to her pussy, he pulled out. She couldn't hold it any more, his teasing had made her entire pu...sy sensitive to everything, her own juices dripping out was enough to make her tremble, but that teasing tongue of his, always getting close but never close enough was too much. She took control, grabbed his head with firm determination and moved her pussy to his face. She didn't care if it was her that was fucking his face, she needed the. The camera showed a close up of this man's thing as he began to move in and out of her hole; his little dick began to grow! I mean it grew just like a dog's dick does. I swear to you it was half the size of a regular hot dog when he started doing her, but in a very short time, I saw as he kept pulling out more and more how it dick grew. It did not take long before it looked like a log attached to his man's groin.I am trying to think of how to describe it or what I saw happening. What was so. But anyway, it still begs the question... Why do you want to be my friend? Do you know what it TAKES to be my friend? I mean, I don't want to friend just ANYbody, ya know! What kind of friend do you thank I am?! I have friends, and then I have friends. I have a whole wall full of friends, but my GOOD friends may or may not be on that wall. That's just a wall. My GOOD friends stay in touch. They PM me from time to time. They say, "Hey, George, how are you? I wanna talk with your. She knew she had no choice anyway. “Yes,” she whispered. “’Yes’...what?” She began sobbing anew. “Y-yes, I d-deserve to have your...” she hesitated, then forced herself to speak the nasty word, “...c-c-cock...oh, oh god...up...up my...” She hesitated again then blurted out, “...my ass!” and continued to cry. I stepped in front of her. She raised her head and watched as I unfastened and unzipped my pants and stepped out of them, followed by my underwear. I stood with my erect cock in front of.