" Dave thestarted bouncing carl up and down on his cock untill he cam into his asspushing him down on his cock geting as deep as he could.After he was...finished he said "that was great hope for more" he got up toleave and turned and said "carl bag your old clothes and someone will bearound to get them soon" smiling as he walked out and headed to hisneighbour on the other side.When the man answered Dave wasted no time and said "can i come in" notwaiting on a reply. he said "sit" the man did as he. ..there's nothing that makes you realize how much fucking small you are than having a girl,while your whole dick it's in her hand,rock hard,and basically the same size as the distance between her pinky and index finger,tapping the point of your dick with her thumb in way that it's like "omfg it's that really it?they do really comes this small too?".since we were kissing it was one of those moments when you can tell than the other one it's thinking, as she slow down for a moment..but then she. .. All of a sudden she disappeared. Dave panicked. Was that it? Where had she gone? He silently begged for act 2. Soon she was back with a stool and what looked like a hair brush. He was intrigued. Claire gently placed the stool in front of the mirror. Then she lifted the leg furthest away from the window and placed it onto the stool. Dave’s grip tightened further, his cock felt like steel. His hand started pumping harder. The hair brush. Was she really going to do it? His question was. And again, your hands caressing the smooth soft skin, though they have become my hands, somehow detached from my body as I run them up and down your silky form from armpit to hips, languishing in the curvature of your body, memorizing each square inch of sensitized flesh.For the first time I sense the hardness of my desire just as your own eyes burn through the confines of material still covering my lust. A warning look as you approach, though the faintest of smile remains. Hands gripping the.