.my big tits wobbling and bouncing as I climbed onto the deck….and had him follow me into the house. As I walked beside him toward the bathroom, I k...pt looking over at the outline of his cock through his boxers, completely mesmerized. Kirby noticed and said, “Your reaction is pretty typical. Most women have never seen one this big.”“Well, I certainly haven’t”, I said, kind of gawking at it. “Anyway, here’s the bathroom.”As I turned to go back out to the hot tub, Kirby grabbed my hand and placed. Yet perhaps what made the story all the more erotic and, not to say personalised, was that the main character in the story was also called Emma. Coincidence perhaps, it was that connection that had drawn her to it in the first instance, subsequently hooked her in and, from that point forward, kept her completely rapt over four wet chapters. Though looking back it seemed longer, it was a week ago that she’d discovered the EMC Writers’ Site, the initials standing for ‘Erotic Mind Control’, after. I prefer to see their face as well. As usual in the left hand I held the Lunch bag and due to the pressure of the crowd I had to lean on her – here I never do push ladies and make nuissane to them if they are not co-operating. She too was leaning on to me and her big ass was touching my tool and it turned on. My tool was between her ass crack and she thrusted back. I moved my left hand towards her thigh and slowly massaged there. She turned bit and I could her lower abdomen. It was difficult. ..you instinctively opened your legs wider....and you pulled me closer with your hands.. reaching to my firm strong buttock... you massaged them....your fingers moved right to the strength of my passion... grasping it and gently running your fingers along its shaft... stroking it you found the opening of your love...my shaft penetrating your naked swollen pink lips....the head of my manhood prying at you pushing at you gaining access to you.... gently pushing past the muscles that would hold it.