She came back into the bedroom as she towelled off. "Someone looks like the cat that ate the canary."I smiled at her. "Yes, missy. I was just lying he...e thinking about how much I have loved these days with you. I realized just how much I like being with you, how much I want to learn about you and mostly, just how much I think I am in love with you."She stopped cold as she was draping the towel around her hair. "Did you just say what I think I heard you say? Did you just say that you are in love. Well Fran knew the exact size of her "partner" because she had measured him once with a cloth tailors tape. She told the pharmacist that "her partner" was about 9 inches long and about 7 inches around. The pharmacist was in disbelief and advised Fran to be sure, because if not, these condoms would fall off the average size guy. Fran told her that she was certain, and to throw a dig into the pharmacist, Fran said that she may be under stating his size. Fran said that the pharmacist's jaw kind of. Ryan's breath caught in his throat at the umbra cast into the tantalising cleft between the symmetry of her firm globes. The crease between each upper thigh and its corresponding buttock was emphasised by her natural curvature. Parabolic perfection. Round, full and jaw-droppingly smooth.The girl continued to slide forward until her breasts crushed against the desk and Ryan wasted no time stepping to her and aiming the head of his swollen prick into the diamond-shaped thigh gap. She uncrossed. I didn’t have the strength to overcome his grip. I tried to kick at him, but, again, my efforts were fuzzy, weak, and uncoordinated. Something was wrong with me, and I didn’t know what it was! My captor began to pull backwards, and for a moment I feared I was going to be thrown back to the ground. Looking back, I wish he had. Instead, he began to drag me away, across the grass, deeper into the park. His other arm wrapped around my waist, and he hefted and dragged me in stages, until I.