"Mmmmm, that feels good, honey," I say, smiling. I love cuddling with you on the couch.I slide my hand under the blanket and find you completely naked... Not surprised - you prefer to be naked when lounging around the house. I loudly sigh with happiness as I stroke your leg. My fingernails trace the outlines of all your muscles. We watch our show as our hands roam. Your fingers softly stroke up and down my arm and to the back of my neck. We love this time together. The first episode comes to an. . The next Saturday; he is at her door at a minute after ten, his usual jeans replaced by grey trousers, a terracotta shirt and an embroidered waistcoat in autumn tones. She wears a long flowing skirt of rainbow stripes and a tight fitting vest top with spaghetti straps in a deep blue. They go to two lingerie shops where he is generous with purchases for her, they climb the Monument (He following her up the winding stairs, for safety he says but it also provides a wonderful view of her. Now I was ready to not only catch but to do some pitching of my own. Right away I saw a cock appear through the hole to my left when I saw it I had to do a double take because it was the smallest cock I had ever seen it looked like the cock of a 8 or 9 year old boy (of course it wasn't it was attached to a huge middle aged fat guy) I thought to myself I'll bet nobody gives this guy any love and he is desperately hoping that I am a big enough slut to suck off all cumers big and small) Well he. I could see that mischievous glint in her eyes, and I knew that whatever she had in mind, it would be worth playing along with her tonight. ‘Ready for some fun, Carla darling?’ she asked, running her hand over my now throbbing cock. ‘Wanna be my slut tonight as well?’ ‘Oh, yes!’ I smirked. ‘Good. That was the correct answer,’ she smiled, slightly malevolently. Hannah turned, fully in control of the situation as she firmly led me by my cock and Claire, crawling behind her like a dog on her.