Dylan had e-mailed me his post office box number, so I put the leopard-print silky bikinis in a manila envelope, addressed it to him and walked outisd... to put it in my mailbox and put the flag up so the mailman would be sure to get it.Dylan e-mailed me two days later, saying that he loved the look and scent of my panties. He said he held them to his face and breathed the scent of my black, beautiful pussy while he jacked himself off. He said then he moved his panties down to his cock and came. . it says..."I'm A CockHero!" in bold letters across the chest... with a gooey fist held high. You're going to see me wearing my new shirt around town with pride. I'll walk up to all the groups of pretty ladies I see... put my hands on my hips... puff my chest out and say... "How ya' like me now?... Bitches!"Now back to the lecture at hand.... 7-7 double time... I'm hurtin'... pleasure in pain... I need a break.... the girlies on screen are screaming... the boys on screen are screaming.... my. Soon she started to spit on my lund while massaging and she was also massaging my balls and after quite some time my lund became hard and she smiled and she got up and brought some Vaseline and she became doggy on the sofa and she said ‘ Vaseline meri gaand ke ander laga aur tera lund ghoosa ke gaand mar” so I stood up and when I saw her small rounded gaand I was mad and I immediately scooped out lot of Vaseline and started to apply it inside her gaand with my finger andI was pushing my. That seemed to be the boost she needed and she really started to work it. She ran her hands down her sides then turned around to take off her shoes bending at the middle, her ass only inches from my face. After her shoes were off she slowly turned back around and started to work her tight shirt up and over her head, making sure to squeeze her breasts together as much as possible to show off how great they looked. Once the shirt was off I really started to admire just how well she took care.