It hurt my eyes but I refused to blink. You have to . . . Are you ready? You have to . . . She paused again. Eat . . She paused. Here eyes scanned m...ne. my . . . She waited. Her smile widened. shit! They both laughed. I nearly passed out. What the hell. I couldnt have heard her right. Wha— Listen damnit! Ill say it again. To be in my service, you must &hellip, (pause) &hellip,… eat &hellip,… (pause) …&hellip, my &hellip,… (pause) … SHIT! … (pause) … Eat my shit! Do you understand what that. And now she saw he had a fair start on his father's big dick, also. And right now it was rock hard. It wasn't as big as her ex-husband's, which was a good 8 inches, but it was well over 6 inches already, and it looked just like Roger's. The same bulging purple head, the same rippled, veiny shaft, and the same heavy, ruddy ball-sack with which she was so familiar. The only major difference was the color of his pubes--a dark golden bronze, the same color as hers when she let them grow out. . Steve didn't move, he waited for Tony to end the kiss. I could feel Tony's hand was still holding Steve's cock, preventing him from easing inside me. "How does that feel," Tony asked me."It's lovely, darling. I'm ready"Tony told Steve he could enter me. Tony moved his hand to the top of my slit, circling my clit, as Steve slowly pushed his way inside. I felt my pussy relax as he penetrated me. Tony started kissing me again, the fingers of one finger on my clit, his other hand on my breasts.. At other times, if I liked the woman, I cared about how she felt, too. Last night, what was good for you was more important than what my body wanted. In that sense, it was easy to control myself. I just went to sleep.”“You were so warm,” she sighed. “And your hands felt so good, touching my back.”“I touched some other places too,” he confessed.“I felt that. But my bottom was cold too, and your hands were warm there as well.”“I’m glad it didn’t scare you.”“I was too cold to be scared.”“The.