A nice big piece, too. You'll let me plunge all nine inches of my silicone cock up inside you. I'll be the top and you the bottom, and I'll give you a...ride you'll never forget. Understood?" Look, Beth, uh, well... I'll have to get back to you."He asked an old friend for advice, his good buddy Mick whom he could talk to about anything. His good buddy Mick who was a man of the world. His good buddy Mick who just happened to be a gay old blade, as the saying goes."Jimmy boy, it's not widely known,. ‘Humans are fundamentally social creatures, most of us have a need to be a part of smaller social groups, we have a need to belong. Those smaller groups have their own ‘rules’, and if you fit the pattern you’re welcome to join. If you don’t fit in… don’t bother. As you can imagine those three different types of people have very different ways to find and approach a social group, some won’t even bother trying, some try too hard, it almost becomes an obsession. But the need to belong, to interact. The surprise in her eyes couldn't even compare to what she was feeling internally. She stared at my face for nearly eight seconds without blinking once. Then her eyes ran down my body and back up again, which took another ten seconds or so. In all that time she made no effort whatsoever to take her hand out of mine.The tall woman behind and to her left finally cleared her throat loudly, snapping the First Lady's trance. She reluctantly withdrew her hand, blushing faintly behind her expertly. ’ I stopped her by moving in front of her. ‘I do not accept your apology.’ I told her. She crossed her arms over her breasts and looked up at me defiantly. Feisty. I liked feisty. ‘I said I am sorry.’ She made a move again and I counteracted her again. ‘Sorry is not enough.’ I told her. Her lips looked amazing. Just one lick and a man could die kissing them. I wanted to tell her that all I wanted was her but answered, ‘Let’s be fair. I lost a shirt and you lost your coffee. Let me buy you a.