" I just love you so much, " he muttered, grinding his groin against hers and sending his gigantic penishead thrusting up against her uterine wall. "I... feels better every time we do it and that makes me harder and harder." Whatever it is," she groaned affectionately, "I love you and I love your great big cock and I just love making love to you."Impatiently jerking his hips back, he withdrew most of his wet, glistening manpeter from the dank, overheated depths of her clasping cunt.Then, unable. He just sat there. Damien had caught him out. He knew how he felt about him. Then he pulled Kurt up from the bench and he saw his boner tenting his footie shorts.Kurt wanted the ground to open up and swallow him.Damien laughed.“What’s this? Horny boy?”He flicked Kurt’s boner through his stretched nylon shorts with his finger. “Aaah!”Caught him just below the ridge of his bell-end on the underside where it was proper sensitive, right on that little gathering of fleshy skin below his bell-end.. "I laughed, rubbing at my own arms. "I completely agree."I stepped outside and wandered over toward the worksite with a clipboardunder one arm and a bright white hardhat under the other. The day wasbeginning to warm up, driving the chill away from my skin. Runningpretty much on autopilot, I rounded the metal fence cordoning thedangerous area from civilians and headed to where I spotted a couple ofguys standing around next to a pallet of bricks.The first one to notice me was my foreman, Michael. Sara's hair was black shoulder length and her legs seemed to go on forever. Her personality was very bubbly and she had a terrific smile and was always happy. She is a person that you would want your son to marry.Melissa and I set our plan in to motion and she asked Sara if she would like to come to our house for supper one night and being new to the area she accepted the invitation.Sara showed up with a bottle of red wine and a bottle of white wine, she said she did not know what we were.