”I followed Karen’s instructions, moving around and sitting down on the couch, as she stood up still keeping her hand on my cock. She moved around...in front of me, keeping her back to me. “I want to ride your cock like this,” she whispered, “it feels so much deeper and better this way, and I will be able to take all of your huge cock inside of me this way.” Karen, holding my cock in position, began to lower her body down onto my cock, guiding my cock into her slick wet pussy as she lowered her. "and if you thought my farts were fragrant before wait 'til you smell the batch I'm brewing up for you now!" She laughed again before gorging on a spponful of beans. She then sat over me making me watch her eat it up."While you've been laying here," She explained with her mouth full, "I've been gorging on food, from your own fridge by the way, that are known for giving me such bad vile gas, and now I'm just topping up on this bowl of beans for added punishment..."She stopped halfway through and. Of course I’d slightly different motivations this time around.One particular night, things intensified. We were playing Cards, and as Tom took his turn, I felt a little foot caress my leg up and down. Seeing as how my girlfriend wasn’t with us that night, I was surprised, to say the least. I did my best to play cool; I leaned back in my chair, stretching, so I could catch a glance of the perpetrator. Sure as shitting, it was Tom. My brown eyes shot towards him, and he returned a look of what. Where, exactly, are yougoing with this, sir?? she asked, looking at him as though he hadsuddenly sprouted a second head.?What if I told you that mermaids were the marine mammals that theinstitute was actually for?? he asked.?Are you crazy?? she asked. ?I mean, that?s crazy. Mermaids. Shit,mermaids. Wait ? you?re serious, aren?t you???Very,? he said, folding his hands on his desk. ?Real, live, honest-to-God-mermaids. In fact, although few people know it, this story isactually true, but.