He was circumcised which only made the head of his cock look even bigger.He could cum a lot too; the only reason she could accept to like her chastity...belt was if he were to fuck her, unprotected, she would without a doubt become pregnant. But as she stayed in her position, she knew he wasn’t going to use her for sex, he never did when he asked her into this position, only one other thing.She watched as he aimed his cock at her mouth and let loose his piss. She had learned long ago not to choke. I put my arm out as he went to pass me and wrapped it gently around his side and pulled him closer. He paused in his movement and leaned toward me, wrapped his arm around my waist and wrapping his other around my shoulder. The sides of our heads pressed together and I whispered with desperation, “Can you at least give me a chance to say goodbye?”We held each other for just a few seconds and then he pulled back slightly and we stared at each other, our faces full of anguish at the sense of both. She picked up the pen and wrote, 'Today I have masturbated 26 times and my clit is demanding more attention. I am incapable of resisting it. When it starts throbbing I can do nothing until it is satisfied.'It had started as a joke. Beverley and Carol had given each other five year diaries on their eighteenth birthdays and both had promised to make a daily record of their sexual exploits. The idea being to exchange diaries when all the pages were full so they could read what each other had been. The dance floor was about half full and other couples occasionally obscured his view. They were looking deeply into each other's eyes with their lips only an inch away. Hers were parted and the watcher thought he could hear her panting, which was ridiculous with the decibels that were crashing around them. Their chests were pressing lightly against each other."First things first," he thought. The watcher projected into the dancing couple's minds, "You do not see me watching." He had a formula.