"Ya, well" replied Clarisa "I just thought we would at least have made it to town, Jesus were not even close, you must really need a stiff hard cock."...Sandy just looked at her bit her lower lip and slowly ran her tongue over her upper lip. I Had noticed Clarisa make a U turn and head in the direction I was coming from, but I didn't care, my eyes and mind were fixed on the young blond with the pretty smile, everything else at that moment was secondary. I even noticed Clarisa pull off the. I did for the first time in my life. What a feeling it was and I started to message and with an eye to see her naked boob then I asked her to remove her top so that I can give message to her complete back. She agreed and to my surprise she took her top as well as bra and thrown away and her boobs was visible to me.I got excited and moved further and now I also started to touch her from her side of her boob. I know she has become excited and told her to lower down her salwar as oil is making it. She was surprised. Normally she needed more foreplay - but now she was wet, her body stretching around his in exquisite agony. With every inch he owned more of her, with every moment she gave him more of herself, let him take her being into his keeping. Her eyes were locked on his grey ones, saw the tenderness in them as he seated himself fully. For a moment they just rested there, let her body adjust to his, his brow against hers. She held him close, her fingers tangling in his hair, her other. They go to work. They pay taxes. They have fun. They play sports. They read the newspaper. They watch ESPN with you. They go to the gym with you. They seem like regular men. Why? They are regular guys. Any man can get abused by a woman. It’s not a question of size or strength. Have you ever seen an angry woman attacking a man? It’s not funny. It’s damn scary! Guess what? Almost a million men suffer this kind of thing daily. It’s sad but true. What can you do about it? What you can do about is.