I can feel her hand wrap loosely around my little cock.'Do you need a bigger cock than mine?''Oh yes. I need a big cock to satisfy me. Not that little...thing in my hand. Its pathetic'.The thing is with this style of role play the thin line between reality and play is blurred. I know she is only pretending as I asked. But how much of this is real? Does she really think this about me sexually? Am I not enough for her? Who is this guy she is thinking of? Does she want him more than me in reality?. .i was crying in pain but shedint stop..she was beating m..tears r in my eyes..but she was a very cruel lady..she sit down kiss my lips and saidabhi s phat gayi abhi to tujhe pata nahi tere sath kya kya hoga..she held the dog belt in her hand and said now walk with like my dod in my garden.i said garden m koi aas pass wala dekh lega..she said diware bohat uchi h..no one will see us..i said ok..in one hand she has rope n in one hand has a very thin stick..wer walking in garden..beech beech mai. Such exotic bread stuffs weren't available when I was a child (except maybe in that bakery in the snooty mall on the north side of town that we didn't go to)I didn't let the fact that it wasn't quite the same slow me down. I consumed many of them of the next few years. I yearned to share the experience with my soul mate, however. So I started tinkering. What resulted, after two or three generations, was "The sandwich of insane greatness". It also started a chain of events that I would have. Apparently assuming that their male ambassadors were unable to accomplish what they desired because I was also male, the Rivaini next sent a Princess instead. I was honestly surprised Rivain sent anyone, given how they don't believe in Andraste at all, but there she was. Her named was Yanara, and she was dark-skinned and exotically beautiful. She was clearly used to command, but it became obvious in the first few hours that she was accustomed to using her long eyelashes, pixie-like face,.