At its base, where it entered the sheath, it was twice as thick as my wrist but tapered down to the head, which bore a similarity to a circumcised man... and was the length of a finger and the width of three. I desperately wanted to touch it, to hold it, but being underneath his great body I did not want to startle him, so I spoke and asked if I could handle his beautiful member, my bull lowered his head and huffed softly. I touched the glistening, white shaft with my fingertips then traced them. Truthfully, I just felt so vulnerable. I reminded myself of Dr. Seuss's"Sneetches." you know, the one where they had people with stars andwithout stars going through a machine to either get them or remove them.We'll, I felt as if I'd had my "star" removed. I wasn't one of themanymore.The next scene was horseback riding and camping, with Jessie. We plannedon spending ten minutes of DVD time here. But a week of riding andcamping to get a real feel for it and see what interesting thoughtsmight pop. ” “I never believed in competing.”“Ah. But who taught you those moves, they were out of this world man. You looked like Spiderman, without the web thingy.”“And my mother warned me going out this morning not to stand out too much. I guess I failed.”“Don’t worry, no witnesses. I won’t tell on one condition.”“Can I refuse?”“Tomorrow afternoon 3 o’clock. Be here. It’s going to be fun.”“I cannot do anything else than what I showed you.”“Really?”“Think so.”“Bummer.”“I’ve got my breath again. Why. With the overload of sensations I was feeling, I'd forgotten where we were and how dangerous our current situation was. We both froze, not even daring to breathe. The sound of high heels on carpet disappeared into the office opposite and we heard the door close. He began moving in and out of me again. He swept my hair to the side and I felt his kiss on the hollow of my neck making my skin tingle and sending a shiver down my spine. His other hand reached around me, towards my clit and it had.