One, it was hard to really find clothes that fit me right. When you’re almost six foot seven and close to two hundred seventy pounds, there’s not ... huge selection in your size. Second, I was always critical of the guys in the gym who spent hours admiring themselves in the mirror, it just wasn’t me. But for once, I decided to turn the tables on her.“Whoaaaaaaaaaa.” squealed Courtney, “You got a date mister?”“Maybe I’ll get lucky downstairs, you never know.” I laughed.She walked past me and. But I wanted to be controlled! I wanted to be abused! We talked about it, and agreed that an old-school chauvinistic relationship would be best. I started telling my boyfriend how I had been watching porn and masturbating at least two hours a day for the past few days, even though we had both said wed take a break from that. I wanted to get him mad. We talked about rules. No watching porn or reading literotica without permission. Ask permission to shower, masturbate, or sleep. Ask permission to. Just as she reached the edge, John suddenly stopped and sat up, leaving her body in need of cumming. She watched as he stood up and looked around the room, finally asking, “Do you have any straight-back chairs?”"Ah, yes, in the kitchen,” Jazzy told him, sitting up, realizing that her first spanking was about to happen. She felt a tingle down there, the same tingle she got when watching porn spanking videos with her vibrator rubbing over her enlarged clit,John assumed that she had gone in the. Being a leg and foot man and a lover of women who wore tights and stockings and as i also wore them myself this was a treat for me! I noticed she would usually wear different shades of navy tights sometimes dark opaque ones other times light navy opaques and sometimes sheer navy ones and occasionally she would wear sheer and shiny glossy natural tights. She was very friendly and easy going and i got on well with her and would see her a few times during the day and we'd always chat for a bit..