''see, its cute and feeling good , that little cock looks really happy in them''i watch him rub down my panty like i was a girlup and down making me f...el his big hand hovering all over my lil cock balls and ass''you feel good, you dont even try to remove them, you like them, its yours, i give them to you, I coudnt wait to give them to you when i bought them yesterday''''your so cute , wait i think you will like the matching top''what was i doingjust watching him get me dress up in pink smooth. After Cathy left the office, Joe came over to Mike and said, “She likes you.”“I like her, too,” Mike said absently while studying the screen full of data on his computer.“I mean she really likes you,” Joe said stressing the word ‘really.’Realizing what Joe meant, Mike looked up and said, “I’m a married man.”Joe looked at the wedding ring that was on Mike’s middle finger of his left hand. Shaking his head, he said, “You’re not married any more. You’re a widower.”“It’s too early,” Mike. Truth be told, I never quite fell into step with all the savants and intellectuals at the University, and I was afraid another few years surrounded by them might be enough to exterminate everything I adored about art. I just wasn’t cut out for it. When I walked through an old gallery and saw some lovely little Manet or Cassatt, not once did I feel the urge to vivisect it. What I did feel was wonder, admiration, and—more than anything else—desire to make my own little magnificent something; to. My scent musky, womanly, fills the room. Harder still, I drill it in. My body shaking, my hips bucking, taking my beating. Fuck yourself woman… harder…. Cum for me… I want you… to cum all over my face, to fill your cunt with my tongue, my hands on your hips pulling you harder onto me. Cum for me! His voice fills my ears, that toy fills me again, humming against the glass in my ass, only that thin piece of skin keeping them apart. The feeling of being filled overwhelming. That feeling of being.