Were you trying to put that away?'She swooped to his side and grasped his treasure, at first handling it clumsily, but as she had hoped, her touch cau...ed it to lengthen and swell as if by magic. It forced itself upwards, until the deep red tip was lying by Tom's belly-button. Tom lay back, and let her have her way.'Tsk, tsk!' she muttered, 'fancy you trying to put this away.' She leaned forward, and, holding Tom's instrument of pleasure in both hands, she allowed the flexible tip of her pretty. I felt really bad for her. But I did not want to misuse her vulnerability.One night, she asked me whether I remember the things which happened between me and her. I said that I had never forgotten those lovely memories.I asked her whether she had regretted doing that. But she said that she remembers it daily and cherished it. It was that moment I came to know that she was mine again. I asked her whether I would get a chance to complete what I had left incomplete. To which she said that she was. I sighed, why couldn’t he be ugly? ‘Well this pretty woman,’ I said enunciating the word,’was enjoying a nice dinner by herself.’ ‘A pretty woman should never eat alone. I suppose I should introduce myself. My name is Mike, Mike Blaker.’ ‘Whatever Mr. Blaker. This dinner is business, so if you wouldn’t mind leaving me to it.’ Damn that sexy man, he was making it hard to be a bitch. I just wanted to melt and beg him to carry me up to my room. I clenched my firsts and vowed to stick to my. Jaimie lay down on her back and spread her legs. Lifted up her skirt.....This was the first time we had been able to clearly see her cock. It was smooth as the rest of her, but out of proportion to her petite size. Big. Almost as big as Pete. I felt diminshed. Humiliated. My cock isn't small, but these two both had something to be proud of.But I was actually being turned on watching both these big hard cocks.As Pete climbed up between Jaimie's legs, I started to harden. As his cock entered.