They'll be hours anyway."Carefully, as if she was concentrating hard, Fran undid my belt and pulled the zip down. All thoughts of my ankle vanished. W...th a tug, she pulled my jeans down, taking care to ease them carefully over my strapped ankle. I thought she was going to pull my black y-fronts down next but she just looked at them. My hard cock formed a long ridge and it seemed to fascinate her.Her next move took me by surprise. Being six feet three, my feet were off the end of the bed so she. I love the bastard. And sex with him is uncanny.But... I have to lower my sights, lower my... how the hell do womentake it?? I'm a good cook! I like cooking! I even like tiding up! Butit's never enough! But I love the bastard!"Randie was feeling the same. Physically she had adapted, inside therewas still too much..."I had to take control of the company! The idiots got no vision! Noscope... Okay! There are personal matters too. I always had a likingfor... strong muscular women. That feeling is. For the time (Mid 1980s), she was WAY ahead of her time. This proved to be problematic - Both for her & those tasked with the duty of educating herBeyond the Jenna Haze persona, she was as normal as any next door girl would be. THAT is the girl I would eventually fall in love with (In more ways than just sexually too)Yet she had heard (And subtlely noticed) that I too had a "Naughty" side as well (I would often be caught either fondling my cock or jerking it off at night by staff & other dorm. She was moaning again and again and now she was ready to have him inside of her.“Gimme your big cock inside of me, darling,” she moaned in a sensual voice, as her right hand started sliding on his left thigh, looking for his cock. She then grabbed hold of his, under his sarong.He bent down and kissed her cleavage, and as he went down kissing her again and again, he subsequently made her fully naked.“Hmm! What do you think?” Kareema asked with a sensual smile.“Hottest body I’ve seen so far,”.