" *holding your face in my hands and kissing you back*, "goodnight."He sent a final message to baby doll, "goodnight, till then." *(((((((((((hug)))))...)))))))Stepping up to you and playing with the hair on your chest "And always ready for play I see." looking at the bulge in your pants " I have missed you," was Tender Toys reply. "Where shall we play today?" she teases. He has a very active imagination and loves to set the scene."We are at a beach that is covered in black sand, with a full moon. Coming? I’m out front.”Kyle threw on shorts, shirt and shoes and dashed out the door. Sally was at the end of the walk dressed as he was. They started off down the street, jogging at a good pace.“What brought this on?” Kyle asked.“Something Henry Le Beau said. He says they both run in the mornings. We don’t get enough exercise, and maybe we’ll see them.”“Canfield Engineering, this is Bill.”“Bill, it’s Louise Wilson. Got a minute?”“For you, sure. It’s a little squirrely here today, but...”“Well,. There were also close-ups of the two women licking his cock, their tongues coming together, or of one sucking his cock while the other sucked on his balls.The private studied these pictures closely while stroking his cock through the fabric of his pants. It felt so good. His cock wasn’t as long as these guys, but none of the women he had fucked had ever complained. He wouldn’t have revealed there had been only three women in his life.It had been months since his last fuck. He squeezed his cock. I love your voice. I say so and you laugh and blush. You say you wish you could say the same for me. I laugh with you and our embrace tightens, our caresses and kisses become more impassioned. We fall to our knees.My hands fall to my knees. My pencil has fallen and I cannot peck on the keyboard. I can't reach the pencil on the floor a foot and a half below me. I try. I try but I cannot. I try typing without the pencil, but without something to grasp, my fingers shake uncontrollably. Ashamed, I.