He looked up and smiled when he saw me. I found this encouraging and it made me feel even more daring, I walked over to him and smiled. “Hey, how�...s you?’’ I asked, my eyes ran over his body. His broad shoulders caused my lips to involuntarily pout my approval. Andrew had sleek black hair and intense blue eyes which he lowered as he drank in my outfit. ”I’m cool thanks, you look gorgeous by the way, are you looking for a Christmas outfit? We have had some new stock arrive this morning.” . I love you more than your body, but you are dashing in every sense of the word. I'd love to just cuddle with you without any sexual things coming, but I still love your body, and those tits are awesome." "She knows, son, don't worry, but keep going, tattoo your words in her head. She loves you right back, so you're good, but make your marriage rock-solid. You already make sure to kiss her a whole lot and hold her nonsexually, that's good, so I did raise you correctly." "Yes, you did, even. I had always been a leg man. Perhaps that’s what caught my attention. She loved to wear short skirts, not the vulgar slutty type, but short enough to expose their tone and beauty, yet hiding enough to make me desire the treasure that rests at the apex of those wonderful legs. In time I learned to love her soul as well as her body. She is a kind, gentle spirit who loves a sunny day among the beauty of a flower filled garden. She cries when she knows others are in pain; she cries with me when we. The view was ridiculous and obscene. Her husband so broad and strong, rocking like a street drunk with this dirty bitch eagerly opening his jeans cooing in delight at what she found. His cock shot upright and proud like a rocket. She could see the effects of the Viagra on the normally potent man. His veins bulging the cock rigid as possible his foreskin drawn back in a painful yawn as his skin tightened to the limit. The talon fingers of Madison were caressing the bulbous head forming a fist,.