Only the slightest increase of fullness beneath her chin gave evidence of age, and then probably only to me. The upper vermilion her mouth now wrinkle... when she talked. That too I found strangely appealing, pondering -always pondering- whether or not she would allow me to kiss those lips. And if and when she did, would it be as good as I had, oh so many years before, imagined it would be?There were times during our conversation when Phyllis would absentmindedly scratch the back of her neck as. “Yeh, I’ve been really turned on since then.” She came towards me and tucked a lock of my long hair behind my ear. “Well I was actually turned on since you got dressed. You do have an amazing body Mia – I told you that before.” I looked into her magical green cat-eyes and saw that she was being honest. Our faces were centimetres apart. I could feel her warm breath against my skin and I smelled the scent of her cherry lip-gloss. Everything felt like it was building up to this moment. I. They get dressed only between houses and strip naked as they tour the house and grounds. Let's try that here." I smiled broadly and pointed my dick at each prospect for consent. I couldn't wait to see beautiful Pan naked, even if I had to suffer Joe's hairy display."If you'd like a tour, remove all your clothes, fold and leave them near the door- everything but shoes." Sue stared at my private, pulsing, purple-headed flesh that was rarely exposed so publically. Though I nodded at Pan, Joe was. Words are like blueprints to whom we are. The way we frame them on a page tells a lot about us than we care to think. Keep tabs on one or two black bulls whose posts you’ve been noticing and reading about and don’t be afraid to hook up with them. that I feel is the best way to know someone online than just jumping into the ‘Let’s Meet’ section where even a Jeffery Dahmer-like fellow could be lurking (I’m just playing, but you get my drift). Make conversations and see where it leads to. If and.