She give me all of her dick and is going at a regular fucking pace. Then i say more again cause i wanted it.THE FUCK WAS I THINKINGif i were a female ...ith hair she would grab it in order to force me back onto her dick, but umm i keep a brush cut so yea. she was at an impass so she inprovised. she grabbed bothn shoulder and fucked the shit out of me. Now im a swimmer so i wax. Everything. Even by buthole and the feeling from the spit and dick i can honestly say out of this world. 10 minutes. My initial feeling of elation soon turned into a mild disappointment as I realised they were not as exotic as the ones I had admired in the pictures. They had all been shiny, erotic in the stitching and patterns on the front panels, and in such fascinating colours – purples, reds, black. These ones by contrast were, even at that stage I felt it, boring! Everyday cotton in pastel shades. They had one thing in common, all were plain, standard, workaday garments. I had become a bit of a. I grabbed another towel and sat behind her to dry her back. As I patted her down, I felt her shaking. She was sobbing.I put my hands on her shoulders and said softly, "Hey, what's all this?"She shook me off. "You can't possibly love me now," she moaned.I got off the bed and knelt before her, taking her chin in my hand and tilting her head to look at me. "Of course I love you," I said; it sounded lame, but there it was.She grabbed the towel and covered her breasts. "I'm fat and ugly!" she. She wanted to check on me if I got home safe. She had phoned earlier, but I had cut the sound off my phone so that I could sleep. I said, “Come in.” She followed me in and gave me a tongue lashing about not informing her before I left. “Being irresponsible and leaving like that, you got me worried,” she said and followed me into the sitting room.I said, “Make some coffee, I will get back with some clothes on,” and went to the bedroom. There I found the bed so inviting, I had to put my head.