Big muscles, soft lips, and of course, nice long cocks. What else could a man ask for? I was about to find out. I was walking to the local gas station...near my house to pick an evening coffee. As I approached the gas station, I noticed a man with a fish net shirt. I could not take my eyes off him. He was about six feet, and very muscular (I could see all this because his shirt was see-through). He was wearing mechanic pants, and the most distracting thing was the clear bulge I could see begging. A degree would just be icing on the cake."I didn't really believe that I would ever get any money from the insurance company, so I didn't say anything about it to Marie. No reason to raise any false hopes."Look, your college is less than thirty minutes away. You know that I can't move from here before I graduate, but the drive is not that long. We can afford to get you a decent car, and you can quite easily drive that distance, daily ... heck, I can drive you back and forth, if necessary."She. He scissors the other one between his fingers, and I moan softly. I stopped him briefly, and pulled his head up to my hungry lips. I placed my mouth on his and our tongues do the dance of lovers.I could feel his desire as he kissed me deeply, while his hands pushed my jeans down over my hips. I wiggled, and helped remove them. With trembling fingers I unzipped his, and slid his jeans down, eagerly awaiting the prize within. Stepping out of my panties, I watched him ogle me, and blushed with. ”Another statement, more dangerous. He imagined Athea mischievously smiling at him, it calmed him. The small soft hand was touching his face, her fingertips sliding along his cheek, his brows, his closed eyes, nose and lips.“The girl, she loves you. Do you love her too, are you her Atady?”A question again, whispered with a quivering voice.“Her name is Menja, why don’t you use it? She is very smart, brave and beautiful. She is also very bossy and a tattletale. Menja wants a daddy and I want to.