It’s like Cummy Bears, or Cummy-Yummy. Or Mummy. I know we could be really good friends if we could arrange to get together. I could hold you and cu...dle you, and you wouldn’t have to worry about anything. Let me know when we can make this happen. I sent through the five hundred pound cheque for a 'personal appearance' just as you suggested. Anyway, my problem is my girlfriend. Well, she’s not actually my girlfriend, more of an online girlfriend kind of friend. We met on this erotica website. She soared to a crescendo, and hovered there, teetering on the edge, in a moment of almost painful pleasure for seemingly countless thundering beats of her heart. And then finally – blissfully – tumbled into the abyss with a scream of agonized release.William’s fingers dug into her, and he leaned forward, pushing her knees back toward her chest, and his powerful muscles held her in place. There was no escape – and no mercy. He licked her just as feverishly in the midst of orgasm wracking her. I knew her birthday was coming up, so I decided to search and find a guy that would fit the description of what she wanted. Her birthday was in less than a week before I found someone that I knew she would like. Harold and I worked together and he and his wife Donna were members of a small group our age that socialized together. She openly filtered with him and was disappointed because I wasn’t attracted to his wife Donna. She wasn’t fat but was a little heavy for my taste. Donna was out of. I know there is excitement in sex and I’m willing to learn even more. I’m sure he can teach me a lot more. I tell ya one thing is for sure though, I know that it would make him happy as hell to come home and see me with another woman. And again, I have honestly considered it but then fear takes over. Just as fear has taken over before about the wild kinky sex we have, but I have let that fear go. Maybe one day the fear of that will go. I’m sure it will, it will just take sometime. But…………To eat.