You stroke him and watch as he struggles not to react, and oh, that won't do. You grip him harder until he hisses, and pump his cock so fast your hand...blurs. It doesn't take long for him to spread his legs and start moaning. It never does. Watching him arch against the floor, hands fisted at his sides and chest heaving as he fights for breath will probably be one of your favorite sights until you die. The pinched look on his face, his failure to hide how good you make him feel and shame that he. Why do you ask?”“You seemed to be gone a long time and since you look great without makeup...”“Thanks for that and thanks for caring. Truthfully? I’m not pregnant. I’ll need to buy some girl stuff before we leave.”“NOT pregnant. As in there is a chance you could have been?”“Yeah. I quit taking the pill when I quick fucking Stan a few months ago.”“Don’t you think that would be a nice thing to tell a guy?”“Sorry. I figured that since you didn’t ask, and you and Helen never had kids that you had a. We sent a few cheeky text messages to each other; I loved the idea of having these mobile phones and being able to send messages to each other without speaking.I woke up on Friday morning, I hadn't had a 'piss hard' for years - my cock was solid - it was almost uncomfortable because it just wouldn't go down. I got up, had a shower followed by a shave, then grabbed my gym kit and went straight down the gym. I did some weights, followed by rowing, then a slow run on the running machine. I walked. ’ Dan did as she suggested, removing his shoes and socks before he crawled under the top sheet. She mixed orange juice and vodka from the room’s small bar into two cups and handed a refreshing screwdriver to him. She sipped hers, set it on the nightstand and slipped under the sheet beside him, keeping her heels and stockings on. She lifted the sheet so he could see her body. ‘See anything that looks delicious?’ Dan took the hint. ‘Everything looks delicious and I’m starving. May I?’ Kyra threw.