I will make him forget everyone but me. I take his hands and suck his fingers. I kiss his chest and leave tender kisses all over him. I rub my soft ha...ds up and down his legs and when I find his manhood I take it in my mouth. I will make him forget everyone. I kiss it slowly from top to bottom. He is large and thick and beautiful.He can pleasure any woman,but tonight he will pleasure only me. He has his hands in my hair and I suck him slowly. There is no need to rush, no need to act as if I am. So the look forward is made and a dry swallow. A path is chosen, forward. Not to worry; another time of choosing will present itself.routineSun rising, the day begins. And so the routines of life ensue. One may see this as boring. You say, ‘Oh great, routine. But where, oh where is my needed excitement.’ You may even say, ‘Come on forget routine, dammit! I have a zest for life’.Without certain routine things are forgotten. It’s what keeps us moving forward. Not to misunderstand. It is important. 'Hastings was an almost deserted smallish former gold mining town, nestled in the foothills of the Rockies. It was about two hundred and sixty miles from my home, almost all the way across the state from where I presently was. I couldn't imagine what might be there that I'd be interested in.'Thank you. I really have been enjoying all this extra rest. It makes a big difference.''What do you think I should do about her?' Ms Karen sat there and pointed for me to take a seat in a chair as Pamgrabbed a bag. She pulled out some make up and quickly applied it as Isat still. Then I was ordered back to the center of the room where Islipped back on the heels and waited. Pam took a seat in the chair andHe got up and circled her handy work. Remarking how much better I lookedin person then the pics. She also thanked Pam for such a good job welldone. Pam agreed and was playing with herself rubbing the front of herpanties.