He thrust his THICK FAT COCK towards my BULGE several times as he HUGGED me tight and I felt that his GREASY PRECUM was starting to make a mark on my ...ants. I c***dishly started to stroke his neck folds on the back of his neck as if to caress his neck fat . It was after all a glorious glistening olive toned meat that I felt like fondling. His thick neck folds were so deep it was almost like running my fingers through a wet pussy. He smelled of a deep musky odor mixed with the perfume that he. ” “I think I’m the one taking advantage here.” Southern took Duncan’s hand and walked backward pulling him toward the back of the apartment. She kissed him again, still walking backward, pulling his hand to the small of her back. Wrapping her in his powerful arms he lifted her off the ground crushing her into his chest, his fingers entwining with her hair as her mouth danced over his. Her hands worked his belt as he carried her to the bed, laying her gently on her back, their tongues still. When I got home and on the website I had a message from Carianne. When I opened it there was a picture of me coming out of the bathhouse. In the message she apologized for not going through with it but she chickened out at the last moment. She went on about how she regretted it all the way home and that she liked my beard. She told me how she had a Daddy fetish and liked me, enough to masturbate to thinking about me taking her. I tried my best not to over react and aggressively pursue her, so I. " Kirsty?" I tried, my voice soft. "We need to work out what to do." Shut up!" She frowned again. Then a desperate, horrible grimace spreadover my face. "You don't tell me what to do anymore. I'm the man now,see? I am the man! See how you like it. Get me a beer, bitch. Make mybloody tea, go on - I'm starving. Then spread your legs when I want ashag, when I want it! Understand? Put a foot out of line, look at mefunny - slap for you. Slap your tits, teach you some respect I will.Women!"She.