I came up behind her and rolled my hands over her large breasts, she said "What are you doing?" I said "Don't worry it'll be ok", I carried on feeling...her tits as she stood rooted to the spot.After a short time I lifted up her blouse and continued to feel her tits, she was by now sighing and swaying, I sat her down on the sofa and continued to feel her, I kissed her neck and moved my hands up her back and unclipped her bra, I loosened her tits from the cups and gently rolled the nipples between. I'm glad I don't have a knot like that on our dicks. Can you just imagine our wives and girlfriend's holding us in them until they get off some more. Fuck I feel bad for the fucking dog."Hearing that I was sorry that men did not have the same thing as dogs. If they did I would hold them in me just like I was holding the dog. I began to realize that the throbbing had slowed and stopped and the squirting had also stopped.I have no idea just how long I had held him like this but I recognized Jacks. "Um, yeah -- looks like it. But I'm not sure about Erin. I mean, she let me get away with stuff that no girl ever did -- but I didn't get a sense of 'easy' out of it..." Toby," Mary explained, "Erin is up-front about things -- she's really a very simple, straightforward person. She's also, well, not the brightest bulb in the circuit. She tends to go with her feelings, and on a couple of occasions she's been screwed over for it. From that standpoint, maybe, she's easy -- but she's learned not to. With all I had going for me, my life felt sort of empty. Oh sure, I had adecent job and the people at the bank liked me well enough. And theladies at church accepted me as one of them. I met guys that wereattracted to me and even took me out on dates. Still there was somethingmissing. Talking to my therapist, I came to realize what I was lookingfor. It was really very simple. I wanted a friend. Someone I could relateto. Since Amy had moved away, I felt alone a lot of the time, even thoughwe.