The text simply reads, “I want you”. A huge, uncontrollable grin spreads across your face and you start to practically run home while attempting t... respond. “I will be there in an hour” is all you manage, balancing your overwhelming desire to see him with as strong a need to be at your best. Booking a cab to pick you up in forty-five minutes is accomplished just before you burst into your flat, a trail of discarded clothes marking the route from the front door to the bathroom. You have no time. For some reason, I felt weird playing with them, but thatdidn't slow me down. I played with them and jerked off for half thenight. I felt great.I got to the gym late. I couldn't find anything that fit right. Mynipples showed clearly through my T-shirt. I put on two undershirts tohide them somewhat. It didn't work to well.Then there were my jogging pants. They were so tight I was sure theywould rip like my slacks did last night. Jeez, my butt cheeks were big.They stuck out like a pair of. George paused. Her tail lifted. The orifice relaxed and opened. The dilations and contractions, the moist lining behind, the hint of tight depths, all drew his gaze. A target.His hand stroked up and down his bulging erection. All he needed to do was push forward.George did, but at the last moment his hand steered his cock downwards, plunging it into the silken sheath of her vagina instead.She hadn't given him permission for the ... other place.Nicole chuckled."Always the gentleman," she. Christ Almighty, he had her going now, his mind raged, and there was nothing that could stop her rampaging pussy from thrusting against his wetly skewering tongue, nothing in the goddamn world! Her heels pressed hard down against his back, trapping his body between her desperately straining thighs until he couldn't breathe. His nose was smashed tightly against the tiny hard bud of her clitoris above, breathing in the pungent odor of the lust juice that was now flowing in abundance from her.