The sort of woman who wishes she had a neck like a swan and some undulations, rather than a big pair of breasts, a barrel belly and a non-nonsense bac...side.I don’t mind that sort of shape at all, in fact, I find it quite attractive. It all depends on the character, and many women of that profile have a cuddly, motherly way that translates into warm, comforting sex, unlike the bony, nervous electric eels that are their skinny sisters.Just as Melissa got going with the upper-back business there. " And Rick apologized. I told him I loved him very much and began rubbing his stomach. "That hurts," he said, "but I think I can take it." He was buckling before my very eyes. But I knew I had a long way to go. And cranky men can be unpredictable, so it was hardly a done deal. After we got through the first two challenging months, I finally got Rick to agree to try a month in chastity. It took a lot of coaxing on my part. Any time he complained to me about how "worried" he was, I would. Rubber shorts on, if you please, They are tight, big big squeeze.Don't forget your trousers too, Jacket, tie and your shoes.With these on, you have to run, Round the garden, three times done.Sixty seconds it should take, Do try hard, don't be late.Buttocks clenched, you must not poo, You must save it for the loo.And At the end, when you're done, End of garden, the lights are on.From the footpath, you're in view, Now you can go for your poo, The trench has been dug, just for it, You must cover. , i was no going home tonight , my camp was another 2 hours of dirt road on the other side of the mountain but i didnt care i was happy to be warm and safe , they had phone so i called my friend and everything seems ok, Seb had seens the other bass boat and was at the camp with them now happy to ear i found someone on the roadwe arrived at their camp and soon enought i was eating pizza and drinking bear around a firecamp talking with my 2 saviorsmy cloth still a bit humid from the wreck and the.