I especially like stories that my wife tells me. I especially especially like the stories that my wife tells me about her ex-boyfriends. She hasnt al...ays told me these stories. In fact, it's taken some time to convince her to tell me them. Now as long as I don't ask too much, she indulges me. I particularly like to hear about one specific ex boyfriend in general. Let's call him "Brad". He had a huge dick. And ever since my wife has told me that and described how big he was, all I can think. They obviously didn't know who theywere dealing with."I can call the cops and remove all of this shit later," he said tohimself as he started the car, not wanting to detract from the happinessof having his new toy back. Without a glance backward, he sped off tomeet up with Rebecca and hopefully find some answers.It wasn't until he reached the glass doorway to her office building thathe noticed something new. He observed his reflection cautiously, absent-mindedly brushing back a few strands of. By the time he had decided that he was reasonably proficient with the new systems, he had long since come to the conclusion that no one, absolutely no one, could ever say the General had skimped on the installation. Matthews' Mountain was now well able to defend itself, and satellite imagery had shown that the defenses were totally invisible to the naked eye.Jeff's women were sitting at the big kitchen table, laughing, teasing the five who were getting married, and just generally enjoying. She slowly started widening her thighs giving me complete access to her most sweet spot while our tongues never stopped fighting and exchanging saliva. I unbuttoned her jean and she removed my shirt. But she didn’t let my lips to go dry in meanwhile. I started rubbing on pussy on her panty and fondling her thighs occasionally whenever I need to pull her towards me.I let her lips go and knelt before her again and started kissing her navel, filled it with my saliva and sucking them back. Slowly.