I trail my palm down her forearm and follow her lead. My tongue moves with hers as I lift the hem of her dress. The yellow fabric settles against my w...ist and I sweep my hand over her thigh. My fingers slip beneath the waistband of her panties, stretching the elastic as I work toward my goal. I can feel her heat before I even reach her. Beth pushes closer and lets out a soft, urgent sound as I touch her pussy. She’s wet. That’s the first thing that hits me. So wet. Her inner lips feel slippery. I sat over the young as scared woman eyeing her as she stared at my protruded goat cock, it being quite morbid of form and color as compared to one born on a man. As my cock continued to stiffen I reached a hand to begin stroking of it, gaining in me my animal desires, stroking it and me into a sexual frenzy.Thinking only with satyr thoughts my idea was simply to make her suck me dry, and she then become a woodland faun to chase about and play. She had the sleek form worthy of making a most. So every evening was our bar time. All the above incidents happened in the first three weeks of my arrival to Canada.Coming back to the story. The following Friday, Jim phoned me to tell me he and his wife, Marie, were in the mood to go clubbing and would I be interested in joining them, as even Sheila would be there ( One of Marie’s friends who I had hooked up with earlier but kept it casual NSA). I agreed to meet them a little late directly at the club, as My car was at the service station. I will visit Rahul with you both but I can’t promise anything. I want to meet him, and get to know him but I can’t promise anything will happen.’‘But his time is running out mom,’ Rajesh quietly argued. ‘He needs someone…like you.’‘I understand that Rajesh, but you have to trust me on this.’ She put her hand over his. ‘If you put yourself in my situation you will understand I can’t commit to anything with your friend.’He looked down at her hand covering his and played lightly with her fingers..