One Saturday evening, three months into our relationship, we were sitting together on the green leather love-seat in her spare room, where she had her...television, VCR, stereo, and computer. She was snuggled up to me and, as we watched Jimmy Stewart walk down the lane with Harvey, she asked, "Do you ever have fantasies about me?" Since the day I met you," I admitted, feeling my cheeks grow warm; I could not recall the last time I had blushed. "Do you have them about me?" Yeah." She sat up and. But she didn’t try to get me to stop. I could tell this was hurting her, but I didn’t care. I kept pounding away at her angry red asshole until I finally had enough and bathed the inside of her colon with my final load of cum for the day.I withdrew my spent rod, amazed at how firm it remained. Lillian Lazarus slowly lowered her legs, carefully keeping her ass from contacting the couch. “That just gets better every time, Sheppard. I just love that part.” She lay there and gulped in great. I met her approximately at the same time I had met Trish. She was a blessing in disguise for me. She has been a pillar of support for me. A source of motivation and encouragement, Nina is always ready with the perfect solutions, whenever I land in some soup. Meanwhile, I have proposed marriage to her a few days back. I’m still waiting for her reply, as she needed some time to think. My love, Nina is an Angel. She turned nineteen earlier this year. Nina’s a fair-complexioned beauty, with skin so. " How? How, tell me." I almost screamed."You! You can be the whore." Wha... What are you talking about?" I'll fix it up with Tom, I'll get him to organise the evenings entertainment. He can take them on a round of the clubs to see a few strippers. He will make sure Phil has a few drinks so he's not too clear about what's going on and then bring them all back to our house where he will have laid on some food, a stripper and a whore." I can't do a strip, I wouldn't know how." No that's all right,.