In that time, I explained to her that size wasn’t really a factor unless the guy was hung like a fucking horse, I used those words, ‘hung like a f...cking horse’. When I did, she shot her eyes up to mine then smiled slightly, our reticence to be direct was breaking down; I said it, she wasn’t repulsed. I’m not hung like a horse but just then I sure as hell was hard as a rock. Our conversation soon dropped from polite to base, penis and erection became cock, boner, or hard-on, vagina became pussy. It’s also that for weeks, months, years maybe, you’ve been sending Her all the worship material mentioned above, maybe very pervy and explicit, but all the time going on about how She makes you spunk your pants, if you’re like me. Even if not, there’s something very special about telling a girl you only have to look at Her photos and videos and She makes you go into ecstasy, hands-free. In my experience, Goddesses were usually flattered by that. So you’ve sent Her all that stuff, not holding. There he was cock in hand wanking, as soon as he saw me he stopped like a statue. Dont stop please I want to watch you. The man asked about granddad and I told him that I had told him of what I was about to do and he was keeping the coast clear for us. It took him by surprise and he stuck his head out the curtain, granddad just said its ok shes very good. The man turned and I put my hands on his cock and took it into my mouth, he just stood there looking open mouthed and as I took it deeper he. There was a film of white fluid coating the lips. A second picture arrived showing her tongue swabbing at the white film on her lips. Now a trail of white showed down the side of her lips that led to her chin. That was delicious! the next message read, You made me cum just like you promised! Amazing! I really enjoyed making you cum in my mouth. I must see you again! he wrote in response. Soon! the reply came. He turned back into the room, this time turning the lights on. It was a plain small.