He tickled her there for several minutes, very slowly, barely moving his finger within her. Winifred couldn’t see him, but she wondered if he was st...ll looking at her breasts or if he was looking between her legs.“You’re very willing, aren’t you? Tasty wet” he snickered. Winifred was ashamed to be wet with arousal. “I guess you’re more willing than frightened?” he asked. “Yes,” Winifred replied. “I’ll ... I’ll do whatever you want; and then you won’t hurt me Right ... pleeeaaase?” He continued. No complications, no compromises, each knows his role and keeps his place, no strings but mutual respect and very often a friendship bordering on a bromance. In the case of Don’s text that is exactly how it rolls. He showed up at my front door at a bit after 6 am, came in, we chatted a bit about my new dog (always love a man who loves a****ls) and then it was back to the bedroom and down to business. I love giving head to this man. He is in incredible shape, rock hard, big shooter and. "Or?" Or nothing" she whispered, "But I need a pee!"This time she drew me into her arms and kissed as she stood and relieved herself, taking hold of my hand, she guided it between her legs and let the warm, golden urine flow over both our hands.It was the most erotic thing I'd ever experienced, I kept her fingers entwined in mine and eased them between the lips of her pussy, she moaned into my mouth as she climaxed, long and slowly, legs trembling, tongue duelling with mine until she dropped to. Westill had dial-up. It really sucked. Anyway, I started the firstdownload and decided I would kill the time until it finished bystarting my room clean up. That way, I wasn't wasting any time lookingat an hourglass.I got up and started throwing all of my clothes together in a pile bymy desk. Then, I grabbed the whole pile from the bottom and picked itup. Unfortunately, one of my shirts had somehow gotten wrapped aroundthe cord and my reading lamp fell over with a thud and a flash as the bulb.