I couldn’t take my eyes off his member.It was huge (or so I thought back then) and I realized that he was standing right in front of me staring at m... small breasts but with their full round areolas, large and brownish in color, and with erect nipples. He looked down towards my soaking wet, hairy pussy. He reached down and took his penis in his hand and began slowly to stroke it in an up and down motion using its full length. He started slowly, and then got a little faster, and then his hand was. ” “You’re de-lovely.” I knew she wouldn’t get the reference. “Get out of here, okay? I’ve got a 911 button, right here. I press that, and you’re gone for five years.” I lean off the counter, take a step towards her. “Go ahead.” She lunges for the button. I grab her wrist. She squirms, tries to hit me with the other hand. I grab that too. She’s fighting me, not fighting for the button. She tries to bite me, but she doesn’t mean it. She could knee my balls if she meant it. I fend her teeth off. .. Do you fuck?" She pulled her mouth away, trailing saliva, standing up she grabbed his cock and towed him into the spare bedroom. With her help his clothes fell into a heap and as she wore no underwear she was naked within seconds and as her thighs spread and his cock found the lips of her cunt and as he thrust, burying the item of her pleasure, she gasped. "I ... I do fuck", her next utterances were grunts and gasps as he pumped away. They were like two well oiled machines working in. I write in this specific genre under…well, you’re obviously sitting in front of your computer, look these songs up…there all country and I wrote them, some with star collaboration but it’s all essentially my work.’ ‘Wait a minute! I’ve seen that name before. Didn’t you write that song for King George…’ ‘Several. Look, not unlike Carlene and George, I’m very protective of my privacy and I never mix my day job with my song writing…fair enough?’ ‘Okay, well on the subject of collaboration,.