I could tell she had cried a little, so I squeezed her shoulders. She turned to me and wrapped her arms around my waist and buried her head in my ches.... "Mark, you're such a good friend."Her move was unexpected and caught me and my cock off guard. I don't know if she noticed my swollen member pressing against her belly as she squeezed me, but I did. I held her head to my chest and stroked her hair, down to the middle of her back, and then back up. Her 32C breasts (I had seen her bra in our. God also created the angels, as general assistants and dogsbodies, to do the scut work of administering His eternally nice world. But one of those angels started to think. Lucifer (or Prometheus) realised that while the world had been created for humans, and they were all happy with it because (of course) it was all good – they had no choice. They could not really appreciate the grandeur of their existence, simply because there was nothing to contrast it against. He realised that humans could. Mr. Stanley up my pussy (I no longer called it my boy parts) Always dressed as a woman.Then one day (after a few weeks of this) after I had came. I tried to get Mr. Marcus in my pussy. I'm not sure why I tried this. I knew it wouldn't fit. That damn thing is longer than my forearm, and fatter than my wrist. At first all I could do was press it against me. Slightly opening against its massiveness. I maybe had about half the head in me. And that's all I could get. But then on the screen I saw. She was to be photographed as a disgusting willing tramp. He had her wank him a bit and then straddle him. She had not really been warmed up herself so when he pushed his stiff aching pole in her she was a bit dry and she didn’t like it much but as he f***ed his way in and started to pump himself in her hole, she started to lubricate and soon she was ridding him, and he was digging into her flesh, hurting a bit but it was better than the choking. It didn’t take long for the best man to explode.