It misses the whole point.Asking me what I want puts me in the lead. It makes me drive the relationship. I don't want that. I want him to be in charge...That doesn't mean that he has to read my mind. He doesn't have to read hints and figure out what I want through some mysterious psychic ability. Of course, he can notice little things along the way and keep them in mind in order to please me. There's nothing wrong with that, but it isn't going to fill that need I have to be taken and led.In order. ’ I said between the chatter of my teeth. ‘No problem, just being a good Samaritan.’ He said as he eased back down on the bench. He just had a smile on his face. His gaze lingered a bit longer before he pulled me closer in front of him. ‘Excuse me Mr. Good Samaritan?’ I bashfully inquired. ‘Yeah?’ He grinned. ‘Just trying to keep you warm. You got a problem with that?’ I didn’t know what to say after that remark. I just shrugged my shoulders because I couldn’t think of anything else to say. He. Almost exactly twenty-five minutes after meeting this guy, I was naked on the couch, flat on my back, one leg over the back of the sofa and the other up in the air, being mounted by the largest cock I had ever touched or even seen. It was wonderful. I gave myself to him completely. We kissed deeply as his cock stretched and distended me. My ass and thighs quivered almost immediately with an orgasm. I cum very noisily. Then I had another. He plunged deeper and I stretched more. When he. She had noticeably developed at that point. Even as a young teenager, it didn't take a lot of time for her body to reach its potential. The women on both our parents' side had big breasts, hips and ass so she took after that. She was more developed than the neighborhood kids of the same age and even than some of the girls in my class. I remember the times this hit me most were when I felt her firm, supple bum when we were playing around one time. The other was when she took off her top to show.