He may have had a bigger dick, but that didn't guarantee a bigger load though. He shot four good shots of cum onto my face, and that was definitely a ...igh note in our relationship. Well, considering how much I loved that, I had to think, maybe I was a slut. If I was, then I was a happy slut. I loved sex, and it was something wonderful I had with a number of different people, but I was exclusive just with one person. I guess gray areas, don't get much grayer than this one. He told me he loved me. The following Friday around 11:00 am the telephone rang, I picked upthe handset. "Hi can I speak with Mrs Wilson," the caller asked. "Speaking," I replied. "Oh Mrs Wilson I'm pleased to tell you that your offer on the propertyat Hallbank Street has been accepted." "Fantastic, when will the sale go through?" "Well all the details should be completed by Christmas so you should beable to start any conversion in the New Year." So two days before Xmas with Eddie back from University we completedthe. There, Tim presses Abbie’s back on the pillows and lays on top of her. Abbie feels Tim rubbing his hard cock against her thigh as they kiss.She is afraid he might explode too soon. The night has yet to begin. Abbie gets Tim to sit up as she does beside him. “Baby, I have a present for you, from the other night,” Abbie tells Tim. He blushes deeply as he has nothing in return for her. Abbie gets up and leaves the room for a minute to reappear with a gift bag. Tim wonders what it could be. . Clean Mr Puss extra well. And with that trust only a five year old has, she opened her legs as wide as she could, and I rubbed her tight pussy with the flannel, my erection hidden by a towel. She wriggled when I rubbed her clitoris, her little hips making me pant. She got out and when she lifted up her towel, there was no way I could hide my erection. Whats that Uncle Jase? she said, pointing. This, Oh, its nothing sweetpea. When a man sees something he likes, he gets this. I better see to it.