Make yourself useful for once." The tone he used was as flat as it had always been and his piercing gaze looked at you as a whole instead of trying to...form eye contact. Maybe he had one last good look so he could remember you. After all, avoiding a tan during a summer heat, on an open field no less, was impossible. And if his threat of field work holds true, you may finally know what being muscular is like. If everything goes according to his plans, the current scrawny you would be completely. Turning her head, she let her eyes roam the room. Nothing fancy, nothing special about it except him and her ... together.Blood pulsing through her with a wanton ache, Dana wanted him back, wanted to hear the smooth tone of his deep and rich voice. She wanted to feel the palms he'd roughed up on his old truck. The depth of her conversations with him had told her more about him than anyone she knew.Four long months had passed before this night. Exchanging emails, chatting on instant messengers,. There was something about my reflection in the mirror. For the first time in years, it matched the way I thought about myself. Unless I was actually looking in a mirror, I felt ageless. I still thought of myself as a seventeen-year-old but was trapped in a fat, aging body that didn’t get out much. But the crows’ feet that reminded me of my age on most mornings were gone. Smooth. Skin without a blemish. Dark blue eyes that saw clearly, even through the hung-over haze.I stepped back and looked. Look how it is pointed on one end and thick in the middle. And B I G!” I said, “Let’s see if he will fuck you.”Peg seemed hesitant but curious and still really hot. She asked: “Really? Do you think he would? Do you want him to fuck me? Do you want me to let him?” I could tell from her tone she was anxious and wanting more. "Don't you want him to?" I asked. She looked at me and my cock in my hand. She smoothed the hairs on her cunt and said: "Yes I do! I want Bear to fuck me."/"I.