)I was on the very point of getting down and over onto my knees for him to mount me when suddenly I came back into my senses...I stopped stroking him ...nd he climbed off the couch, jumping up and down and whining. As I stood up I lost my robe and went back to the kitchen to get some wine from the fridge without it, Bruce following me eagerly from behind, bumping his nose up into my backside as I walked into the kitchen.He still wanted desperately to mate with me and to see him jumping up and. She guided the head of him to her moistened lips where her wet heat told him she was ready. Her bed-gown came away with a single tug and he lifted her to the table. The scruff of his cheek tickled her neck as he kissed, licked, and nibbled at her skin there, amid animalistic grunts of excess. When he pushed the entire length of himself inside her, she squealed and bit his earlobe. She sat on the end of the table and wrapped her legs around his waist, straining to encompass the girth of his. When I got close to edge of the park I felt something stop me, not physically stop me I was just compelled to stop and look to my right. As i peered through the darkness a naked man came into view. He was gorgeous and super buff, as if he lived in a gym. I eyed him up and down thinking "I bet he's like all the other bodybuilders, all muscle and no cock", but i couldn't have been more wrong. As my eyes went down to his crotch I saw he had an enormous cock, he saw me looking and reached down to. ’ ‘In my dreams gorgeous, in my dreams!’ I replied just before the line went dead. ================ A little background would probably help the reader at this point. Sally was… well, a year my junior, we’d grown up together, Sally had been my neighbour from across the street as far back as I could ever remember. As had her deceased husband Bill Parsons. But Bill didn’t live across the street, he lived in the house next door to mine, on the north side of my parents place. Bill and I had been.