His hair was in dreadlocks, and has a very deep voice (a voice you could fall in love). It’s like to dream that came true. A dream that I pray for, ...fter our meals we both cruise around the city, Will brought me roses, he took me to see a Broadway show ‘Cats’, Follow by a night out dancing. Few people have recognized him, ask for his autograph, and took pictures. I was just amazed, I couldn’t believe I was with this great entertainer that I had admired! People started to look at me like I was a. I couldnt help but to be turned on. everything Phil did was sexy, and i know he can fuck me better than lloyd. but lloyd was my boyfriend, i could never betray him like that ever again. my cunt tingled and twitched in dire need for Phils cock in me. i crawled back into bed with lloyd and tried to get some sleep. i tossed and turned but i could not keep my eyes shut! i sat up on the bed. i heard the door creek open. cant sleep? someone said. Phil? i said. the one and only!. he said. i got up. Not even scalding hot tea seemed to bother his father, he thought, the hot tea almost burning his lips. He must have an asbestos tongue, he decided, watching him drain the cup. “I’ll go and check on my brother,” Eddie volunteered, scraping the stool across the kitchen floor as he stood up, his footfalls trailing in fading echoes up the creaking stairs. Eileen fussed around the kitchen sink, his eyes following her every move, catching fleeting glances of her huge tits bouncing inside a tight. Stephanie, not knowing what to expect, was still leaning over watching her actions when my sperm shot out straight into her face.'Yuk' she shouted letting go of my spurting member.'Don't stop' I implored. Thankfully she listened and quickly returned her hand to where it was urgently required; although this time leaning back as she watched my cock spurt ever-smaller amounts.'Wow! Is it always like that?' she asked, whilst her fingers still held my softening manhood.'Unfortunately not.' I managed.