”Callie pouted and edged away from me. I grinned. She seemed to make me smile more than anyone I knew.“How many?” she asked, shoving my arm away...when I tried to put it over her shoulders and draw her back.“None of your business.”Judging by her expression, that might not have been the best response. Her blue eyes dropped several degrees towards frigid and she moved completely out of my personal space, turning to face me.“I’m not sleeping with you anymore, Lightfoot. Keeping secrets I can. “Uh, Sure I was.” I lied. She gave me one of those ‘I know better.’ Looks. “OK, I wasn’t. I was wondering why you’d never go out with me. We had a pretty good time, here, no?”“Well, yes.” She replied.“So why wouldn’t you go out with me, of all the times I’ve asked.”Her answer almost knocked me off my chair. “I don’t think you’re man enough for what I like.” She smiled so sweetly while crushing my ego. I was virtually speechless.“Wha, what?” I stammered. “Not man enough?” Before I could become. " Jake," i offered as a polite reminder. "That outfit doesn't even coverup my girl parts." No worries, baby. He didn't believe me when I told him how small yourclit is. He wants to see for himself."* * *Jake, i was apprehensive about wearing revealing lingerie to welcome astranger into our home, but i dressed as you suggested. i trust you toalways know what's best for me.To lessen my unease, i reminded myself that you tell me to be proud of mybody. i've worked hard to transform my once strong. ’ Emma’s fist pumped around my tip, her thumb rolling over the ridge of my cockhead with every stroke. I was already leaning into her, my legs falling open as I groaned under her terrible spell. The blankets shifted next to me and she slipped away for a second. I rolled onto my back, whining at the loss of her skin’s comforting heat. My arms draped at my sides and I focused instead on the incessant stroking of my shaft until the blankets moved again. I looked up, straining through the.