And we need to talk some more."They set a date for two nights later. That night came and he was surprised by how nervous he was. He wasn't sure how he...would react to her, and what she had to say. He dressed in an outfit she liked and made it to her apartment right at the time they had agreed on.The dinner was nice, and they filled each other in on what was happening in their lives. After the meal, he spoke to Patrick the owner telling him that they might want to talk to Patrick and his wife. "What's up Cuz!?" he belted out as he walked in with his duffel bag. He stood like a bronze Adonis. Ed is of Italian, and Puerto Rican decent. I kept imagining what the cock was going to look like. I caught myself gawking at him. I then rattled off about 4 new games I had bought since his last visit. He seemed cool with the idea, and a bit off guard by my enthusiasm.Ed was laying across my bed playing Grand Theft Auto. He had a red sleeveless T on revealing his bulging biceps, and blue boxer. What she wore was just incredible; expensive designer clothes, a skirt and blouse with very high heeled boots going all the way up a pair of fantastic legs. And she had the most enigmatic smile I had every seen.She made me welcome, gave me a glass of wine, started asking me what I was after. I said that I would love to worship her shoes and her body, I loved a little CBT, but I wasn’t really into a lot of pain. For me, it was the idea of total personal domination of me by her. She smiled. She. His entire body trembling with excitement and suspense, he imagined the white object being shoved in and out of his mother’s cunt. The surface pushing in the ridge of her vaginal opening, and making her labia wrap around the rod as she pushed the vibrating fuck stick into her wet, sucking hole. And then the surface of the vibrator, pulling the rim of her pussy-opening outward, and her labia moving aside again, as she pulled the buzzing cunt-poker out of her hairy snatch. In his mind, Mark could.