You are my best friend and the only one I want to do that with. I don’t want to do it with anyone else.” “OK”, I said, “so how do we get sta...ted?” “Why don’t you touch my cock first and stroke it for a while and see what happens?” I slowly reached out for his cock and just as I put my hand around it, I felt it twitch. It was hot, a lot hotter than I remember mine being. He was very thick and it was hard as a rock. As I moved his foreskin up and down his cock throbbed in my hand and got hotter. When my dad was around he seemed always to be depressed or lonely and consistently laconic.’ She stopped, thinking about things. I was thinking about how depressed this conversation was making me. ‘Well, this conversation has really raised my spirits. Thanks so much,’ I said, trying to lighten the mood. ‘Oh waiter, one kabob skewer, please. I don’t need a plate, just shove it in my eye.’ Finally, I got a little smile out of her and even a chuckle. ‘OK, OK,’ she said, ‘you don’t want to discuss. That’s my good girl.” Those words again. This time he felt my body gush its response causing him to groan. As he worked into me further, I softened completely, my pussy taking all of him. Once fully seated, he smirked at me, a silent “told ya.”His rhythm and intensity increased, driving into me hard and strong, reaching the ache that burned for him deep in my core. Building to the intensity I craved and to that good hurt, the hurt that brought me closer to my goal not further away. I could see. Ron had always been very nice and caring, but Jackie had noticed when she'd gone over to visit with his daughters that he was sometimes looking at her longer than normal. Jackie finally realized that her obvious advancing pregnancy was turning Ron on like it did many men. Knowing that Ron thought she was cute and sexy wasn't a new thing for Jackie. She could remember a few times in recent years when she'd been at his house to visit his daughters and Jackie had noticed that Ron would have a big.