To have that all to himself,” he told me. “I must confess, I’ve also imagined what your cock lookslike.” I said looking at his...crotch. Then I added,“You’ve been in quite a few of my fantasies. Why don’tyou come up here and let me have a look at it.”He quickly got out of the pool and came up beside me. “Ihope this is as good as the fantasy,” he said. He slowlypealed down his trunks and stepped out of them. Now I’ve been with a lot. My words, moods, expressions, and even my silences are codes you've deciphered with little effort over time. The dialects we share extend to our joinings, to all the movements before and after. Your instincts are both animal, and guided with a true lover's patience, always aware when to take with a sweeping frenzy or a sleepy and sweet dance. I can feel it nearing from the change in your breath and moans, subtle shifts that make me thrust harder, massage you deeper. I can feel it in your. . I say nothing as I place my finger over your soft lips, I press my big tits up against you hard, you can feel me breathe, I cup your face in my hand and kiss you softly, my warm tongue stroking yours, I feel your cock stiffen in my thighI respond by rubbing myself on it through your jeans.. I pull away and gently whisper in your ear to take me to your room. You take me by the hand and lead the way.. You fumble for your keys to your room and I am still rubbing your thick twitching cock through. They were joined by six other pilots to complete the section. The squadron had been relocated to Biggin Hill on the south side of London and played a primary role in the defense of the city. The Spitfires taxied in a group to the runway and roared into the morning fog. They rose above the mist and turned towards the east and the Channel. They climbed as quickly as possible in order to gain maximum altitude. The German bombers would approach out of the rising sun and if they could reach a higher.