You say: Ahh fuck yes! You better bloody cum in me you sexy boy!I say: I'm trying...I'm trying baby...I'm just trying to last longer for you.You look ...t me, giving me a smile, knowing the fact that I want you to enjoy every second of it.You stop bouncing and lean back allowing me to rub your clit, around and around.You lean your head back enjoying my touch. I say: You love it don't you? You love my fucking cock in you.You say: There's something about your dick that just feels so good. Your size. Depression (Another phase of asshole behavior), and 6. Acceptance, which is where I was at by the time I started college. I was still feeling emotional bouts of the other phases off and on, but I was in college, doing something with my life, living my life. And for me, sex was a big part of living, and still is ;). I kept my condition private, if anyone noticed and asked about my weak hand, I’d say it was nerve damage from a martial arts training injury. I knew what my end was going to be, if. He found out when he stood up. It took him a moment to gain his balance, though everything seemed ok. But then he took his first step and nearly fell down."Seeeexy!" said his wife and she whistled.He looked away from her. "Do you mind, this is hard enough as it is."She reached out and patted his penis through the floral dress. "So it is," she purred."Stop that!" He pushed her hand away and she giggled.She folded her arms. "Look dear, it's simple." She put one hand on Loren's stomach. . He packed it back into his trunks and quickly left the room.The party began to slow down around 6:00. I fired up the grill and cooked burgers and hot dogs for everyone. After supper, the party in the pool continued, but at a slower pace. Several of the girls began to go in the dressing room and change back into shorts. I watched with interest as two of the girls, Patti, who I described earlier, and Megan began to get dressed. The two girls were giggling as they stripped off their bathing suits..