But don’t read my diary.’ ‘Oh, records the length of guy’s dicks does it?’ ‘God you are foul. It contains notes about what I think but per...aps that’s too deep for you.’ Willis said, ‘I’m due at my lounge. What’s it to be?’ ‘Take the diary, give me the money.’ ‘I already have the diary. Here’s four hundred bucks. For goodness sake have a shower and tidy up before your mom sees you, she’d have a fit but if you do that make sure you don’t allow anyone to rob you of my money.’ ‘Thanks. Do I kiss. I spent hours there going through boxes of clothing, heels an more with not even a close call. I know now that I got way to comfortable there and even began to spend nights there during the summer pretending to be at a friends. I would spend hours dressed up in different outfits looking at porn and masterbating as I made phone calls to women hoping to talk about my dressing up. I was lucky to find a few lonely horny women who did talk with me about everything I was wearing as well as what I. I'm aglow with sexy tension sparking all over my body. So good. So good. Its strange that none of my girlfriends who are having sex with their boyfriends ever talk about going real slow. Its really the way to go. Slow so you can savor each other. Fast is fine sometimes to change things up but fucking slowly and deliberately is so sensual. I love it.I could feel heat radiating from my body, especially my face; I must be beet-red. God, this feels so good. It feels like my pussy is the center of. Forcing it out and up, pointing towards her face.“That's one special cock you have there Ben, long and so thick. Yes the girls will love this.” she said.“Thank you Mrs Walker, I feel a lot better now that I know.” I Said. “Tell me Ben, how do you make it go soft again?” she smiled.“I have to wait...” I began.“Don't you masturbate Ben?” She asked.“Yes...” I whispered.“Do you masturbate after looking at me? She whispered.“Mrs Walker …. I...” “It's okay Ben, I've not always been a vicars wife you.