I kiss him again, hungrily. Don’t go, I want you, I need you tonight. When the heat between us gets too much, he pulls away again. He smiles and sha...es his head, ‘Hmmm.’ He murmurs in appreciation. ‘I really should go…’ I smile. Then laugh. ‘You’re not going anywhere tonight.’ He laughs and arches an eyebrow at me. His expression becomes lustful again as I let my wandering hands slide down to his waist and snake in under his shirt. I run it over the tight muscles of his stomach and then,. "Did Chuck tell you to expect my call?" Y... yes, he did," she answered slowly."You know why I am calling and what to expect," I persisted. "You are agreeable to paying Chuck's tab?" I don't find it agreeable, Mr. Jenson, but I am resigned to it. Is that good enough?" she asked."That's fine," I replied. "I'll pick you up at seven. I want you to wear a short skirt and a low cut blouse. I want Chuck to be there when we leave. I'll have you back before it gets too late."I hung up the phone and. The sort that everybody invokes when they’re playing in chat rooms. Surely you didn’t really believe it?’ ‘I did believe it Phil.’ you replied softly in my ear, ‘I thought you really meant it when you told me that you loved me and wanted me to be your wife. We did everything but come up with names for the boy and girl babies I was going to have. And I don’t even want babies Phil. But for you, I was going to show my love by bearing your children.’ I stood there shocked, not knowing what to do. “That feels good.”“Wanna fuck me?”“Huh?”“Wanna fuck me,” he asked again massaging Dexter’s aching massive balls.“Yeah.” Dexter would have agreed to anything at that moment.Aren stood up and pulled down his shorts. “You got a nice ass,” remarked the athlete.“Thank you, daddy,” Aren purred as he wiggled it. “It’s just like a girl!”“I see!”“Put it in, Dexter!”“Ahhhhhhhh shit,” he opined as he pushed inside. “So tight and warm.”“Fuck me, boy!”“Oh, fuck!”Dexter thrust a few times. The level of.