The thought only contributes to the swelling hardness tucked into my pants.As we approach the door, I rush ahead and pull it open for you, letting go ...f your hand to do so. With a smile that makes me fall in love with you all over again, you strut through the door. I land a playful slap on your ass as you pass. Biting your lip ever so softly, you look back at me over your shoulder with a smirk that seems like imagery from a wet dream. I couldn't subdue my stiffening rod right now if my life. As we talked Nancy had to go to an appointment and I was left talking to Liz. Her husband had died 15 years ago but she was glad cos he was a right bastard, ever since she’s been on her own. She has a good social life so she isn’t bored or anything. After around 20 minutes of talking I could feel my cock harden and suggested to Liz she came in for a coffee.We were sat in my kitchen talking when I noticed she also had a big pair of tits, why do so many older woman have big tits? After we’d. None of the boys I’d given blowjobs to had ever lasted this long. Uncle Mitch just slowly drove himself into me, over and over, and after a while my lips and throat got really sore. I tried to pull away to give my mouth a rest but he cuffed me on the back of the head again and yanked me back into place with the leash. I’d been turned into some kind of fuck machine, without needs of my own, without consciousness. It didn’t matter that I wanted to reach between my legs and rub my pussy. It. With her dress ready, Rosa closed the door to her apartment and made her way to the flower shop. The walk itself would have been very easy if her balls weren’t buzzing. Since the moment Rosa woke up the constant vibration just kept going and going. “I don’t know what your thing is, but please keep it together...” She whispered to her body, “I mean, I don’t remember leaving the rumble egg so deep in you the last time I played with my urethra...” Each gradual step Rosa took seemed a little more.