"It's hot, soft, yet hard on the inside. A good dick is smooth—like yours—and smells good—also like yours," she smiled. "And you have the power ...o either cause great pleasure, or great pain. Seriously, there's a whole lot of trust from a guy when he puts his cock in your mouth. Any woman with teeth could easily rip it off with just one hard bite. But then there's the taste ... oooh God! Ninety-nine times out of one hundred, if it smells good, it tastes even better. Like that salty taste when. She reached her destination, a small hotel outside of his town and waited anxiously by her car till he drove up. She grinned widely as he pulled up beside her, unsure of how to react. She waited, awkwardly on the side, waiting for him to get out the car, he looked at her, and she looked back, gazing into his eyes for the first time as she cocked an eyebrow. He grinned and clambered out, shutting the car carefully behind him as he moved towards her. They both moved nervously, as if unsure of. When he saw me he flashed a big grin and said, "Damn, I knew it!" What are you doing here? I've been waiting outside for you for almost an hour," I pouted. "I thought you stood me up!" I've been sitting here waiting to see if you wanted to be with me enough to come lookin' for me," he said with an even bigger grin. He then stood, wrapped his strong arms around me and slide his hand under my top.As I felt the now familiar bulge grow against my stomach, I coyly asked, "you happy to see me or. ” Then he turned and shouted, “Sara is here.” He turned and walked into the kitchen and took out his phone. He talked softly for a minute and put the phone back in his pocket. He went to the closet and took out his jacket. “Hey, I would love to stick around and talk, but that was a work thing. Got to go.” He walked out the door.Laura came down the stairs and looked around. “Where’s Bert?”“He just left. A work thing, he said.”“Oh.” Laura had a disgusted look on her face. “Let’s go. I’m.