“This looks pretty warm, and then you can wear your vest over the top of it so that you still have access to all of your ... stuff. Pick out a color... and you can go try it on, see if it fits.”She scrutinized the sweaters for a moment, then pointed to a green one.“That one’s a little ... festive,” he mumbled, “but if that’s what you want...” He pulled it off the rack and handed it to her, then guided her over to one of the changing booths. They too were around eight feet tall, this store had. Do you like my pussy?”Me: “ummmmmm oh yesss…. its delicious Mita”She then turns around and sits down between my legs. Unzips my pants and takes out my black cock.Mita: “Wow…just like I wanted…long thick black cock…” and she gulps my cock down her throat.I moan in pleasure as I see my cock vanishing in her mouth. She is licking every inch of my cock. Spitting on it and then suck. I grab her head and force fuck her mouth. Saliva was dripping from sides of her mouth. She looked like a fucked-up. In his eighteen years, Mike had never actually done anything with a guy before, had only dreamed about it in fleeting moments where peak arousal broke down the walls of fear in his mind, but right now he imagined that perfect dick at the entrance of his virgin asshole, pushing insistently. Mike brought a finger down to that spot and pushed. A soft moan escaped his lips, matching ones coming from the next room as his finger invaded the tight sphincter creating a sense of fullness that only left. Then, as the days together piled up, we both realized that, except for the smoldering passion we shared, we had little in common. Colette's solution to the problem was to try and change me. I had my first inking of Colette's plans for me when I returned from three days up at the Gold Hill mining camp.Gold Hill sat on a mountainside above Left Hand Canyon, in the northwest portion of the county. Gold Hill, a boom town with a population of over six hundred, was the location of the first Colorado.