He got busy with gathering his things. He was supposed to go back home and do a final check on that report which was due tomorrow. He could stay and d... his work here, but he hated hospitals. The smell, the look, the squeaky cleanness of the place, all of it unsettled him. It reminded him of things which were better forgotten. Things which would never be forgotten. ~~~~~ Brian tried to relax in the long drive back home, but instead his mind started once again on the path which had become all too. You hop up off me and give me a sultry look and I wiggle my shorts and boxers off.You grab my cock and position it to your glistening opening and then ease yourself down slowly, savoring every inch of my hard cock as it glides deeper inside you, groaning as you do. You slowly begin to move up and down over my cock; your juices begin to run down over my balls.I grab your ponytail forcing your chin up and kiss along your jawline causing a moan to escape for you. You grab your breasts, lifting and. The cumwas dripping down her tongue as she was watching the big giant cock headcoming straight toward her like a battering ram"That's it ... FUCK these FAT tits ... .GIVE THEM squeeze. Yea you can do it.That is reward for being a REAL MAN." Sally Said. She looked up to George withher big blue eyes. He lips looked gorgeous as she was fucked "Yea ... that itFUCK ... Sally titties ... .FUCK my tits like the fucking slut like I am. Yealove feeling that fat fucking cock on my tits"Pet was tapping. As a man, it is always hard to deal with and control the physical reactionsof desire. Before me was a beautiful woman, bound and open and willing formy touch and my taste. But my heart could never be given, and so I knew thatthis was for Annette's pleasure, and for my Painter's muse. My Painter had taken the black strands and looped them around each leg atthe knee, spreading Annette's legs and bringing them off the settee. The dexterousfingers of my Painter had bound the girl tightly spread.