I cast my eyes over her quickly as to not look like the pervert I really am and watch her take a seat opposite me. It is late October and the weather ...utside was very cold and with the amount of layers Julie was wearing gave a wrong view of her size.“Do you mind if I take my coat off” she asks as she stands up“Please, it only an small room and it will get very hot in here” I replied picking up the questionnaire and got myself comfortable.When Julie sat back down, I could not believe the size. "Now, you know I’m married, I don’t do anything here because if the old lady found out, I’d be in deep shit.
“Our secret.” I promised.
With that, he opened his pants. "So, you think you can handle this?“ Without saying anything as he sat down on the couch, I took him in my mouth as much as possible, licking and fondling him. It was exciting to listen to his groans of pleasure and feel the way his cock jumped for me.
“Oh fuck, that’s why I love white women, wife never could suck dick.”
Panting. ’ Dave nodded, settling down, attentively listening. ‘We only have 10 minutes till she comes back, so I’ll have to strip out everything but the essence of what’s going on. Basically, I’ve made it my life’s past time to understand people, to counsel them, and help them be what they want to be. I’ve studied and practiced hypnosis for years now, but this isn’t the one off, getting people to do crazy stuff type of hypnosis. I help people tell me what they really want out of life and get them there. Good to have something to fall back on the day they realize that chess-players don’t do anything worth paying for. Useless pastime. Provides me with drama and food on the table, but do I do anything for the general good? No. I’m world-famous, maybe not in Sweden, but in Russia and other countries where they care about chess, but I don’t do anything I consider meaningful. If I die tomorrow, no one would miss me. Look at the last paragraph! I start out telling you about something good, my.