This is always, without exception, the time he rolls me over and fucks me up the ass. This time he told me he wanted to be looking me in the eyes whil... he slid his cock in my ass. Told me he wanted me to see how good his cock looked in my ass. He stayed on top of me and put my legs over his shoulders. With his leg strength he raised himself up a bit and rolled me slightly up and forward so that I had a good view. Slowly he slid his cock into my ass, it felt and yes, looked, amazing. He. Wow. Wow. 11 inches?- Let's not exagerate!We both laugh and she expected my answer.- Well ... how big are you?- 10 inches....- Can't be true. Show it to me. I wanna see it.Those words made me so hard, I couldn't uncross my legs. My cock was pulsating. Wanting to get out to play.- But Danna, we are friends. I mean I like you, but I can't do that.- Ok Michael. We will see about that.She got up from the bed and started to undress. She unbuttoned the shirt. After 3 buttons, I started to see the. She went to him. "Hand's behind your back,Dicky."She raised one leg and brought her silky thigh into contact with hiscrotch. He whimpered with need. As soon as she moved her leg a fewtimes, he got an erection, if that term wasn't too much."There's a big improvement," she stated sarcastically. "You grew fromone inch to about two-and-a-half. And didn't get much thicker. Eventhe head is wrong. It just kind of tapers down. Can you even peethrough that thing?" I... yes." And do you play with. He was a nice guy. He was also single. She wanted so much to be able to respond to his overtures, and it was tremendously frustrating that she couldn't.Her eyes darted toward movement, perceived in her peripheral vision. It was Randy, walking toward her. Her heart lurched and, for maybe the hundredth time, she tried to look him in the eyes.Ghost observed the woman coming toward "his" machine. He suddenly felt male for some reason. There had been other humans passing nearby, but none of them had.