“Instead of you going to change, you’re going to allow me to take this, this sheet of your lovely wonderful body. Seeing as I come to visit you, p...rsonally like I have, you’re going to remove this bedsheet you’ve decided to wear for me, and you and I will do some of the old things we used to do,” he went on to tell her. By this point, she was very nervous. All of a sudden she went inside herself but once he told her to remove the bedsheet off her voluptuous, curvy, and sophisticated fuller. He gripped his cock with the left and stroked his shaft. Sap began dripping from the head."I love you," he said again, but this time it almost sounded like he was saying it to himself. "I just want to see you fly, baby. The way I know you can. The way you know you can."Then his right arm rose above his head and swiftly swung the belt across her spherical cheeks. The snapping sound was sharp and clear. Her buttocks almost jiggled, but the muscles in her ass and thighs were so taut from running. I saw that he was not going to say anything so I said "Look Bill, I don't know if you are alright or not, I am a little turned on by all this and if you are not comfortable in telling me, I understand. I watched him as I dropped my hand between my legs and began to touch myself facing him.Bill finely spoke and said "I am so sorry, I don't know what happened, I mean I am not a queer, I'm not a gay boy. Before this last weekend I never even looked at another man in my life, let alone have sex. I knew I had to get outside to the rails and risk the sea spray or end up barfing over my recently acquired Burberry coat. The full trench was very fetching on me, classic iconic beige. I was an upwardly mobile woman at twenty-three, at an international finance house; yeah, but I was too junior for inner city parking space privileges. Hence the ferry. The salt spray into the headwind had that harsh whippy edge but the deep lung filling breathes were making sure I avoided stomach heaving mayhem..