I now know where I'm going to begin - AND end." With his left hand firmly clamping her hair and his right holding his swollen member, he began to slap...her face with it's length. Her mouth opened instinctively and she extended her tongue. Guiding his cock down her nose and over her upper lip, he laid it on her outstretched tongue and permitted her to suck its head. Slowly his hips began to thrust forward, penetrating her mouth but still holding back its full length. His free hand directed. “Dear, could you hand me the soap. I need to get good and lathered up myself.” I looked down in horror at the bar of soap that my stiff cock had been sliding up and down on! Could I really now just hand it to Grammy and …. “Dear, please? The hot water won’t last forever.”I handed the bar over my shoulder and was just moving to let the water rinse me off when Grammy stepped up and pressed herself into my back. I jumped forward and she laughed. Sorry, but I so need to be wet, I mean get the water. "It's a kind of sex toy for men ... don't ask how I know ... but you'd slip a hard cock in there at the top where it looks like a pair of pussy lips." You're right," Ponce said. "Those do look like pussy lips. Tell you what — unless they start to do something, try to keep them out of the shot. Don't need the FCC coming down on us for showing sexual images." I'll do what I can," Thompson said.It was about this time that Professor Pierson arrived on the scene and he and his team were quickly. I saw envious glances from the women as well as naked lust on the faces of men.We had traditional roast lamb with mint sauce. It was cooked and served to perfection and the accompanying red wine was superb. Peter was great company, regaling me with tales of his childhood and his university years."I'm sorry," he suddenly said. "I must be boring you."I shook my head and squeezed his hand, "No, not at all, I'm fascinated. But I can't help wondering what you see in me." What I see, dear Kathy, is a.