Χωρίς να το πολυσκεφτεί η φίλη μου είπε το ναι και σε μισή ωρίτσα ήμασταν στο δωμάτ...�ο του γαμιά μας. Αφού ήπιαμε 2-3 ποτάκια για να χαλαρώσουμε ο μαύρος έβγαλε την τεράστια πούτσα του και την έδωσε στην φίλη μου να την γλείψει. Εκείνη έλεγε όλο оh mу gоd και διάφορες τέτοιες μαλακίες όμως μάγκωσε την μαύρη ψωλή και την έβαλε στο στόμα της μέχρι της αμυγδαλές. Ο μαύρος καύλωσε και αφού της έπιασε το κεφάλι με τα δυο του χέρια άρχισε να της γαμάει το στόμα. Φαινότανε ότι είχε εμπειρία από τσόντες. But why was I also devouring my Mom's magazines at home and what on earth possessed me to comment on the new ruffled hemlines, which I thought were terribly feminine and sexy? These tidbits were being cataloged and stored on my 'hard drive' for instant access in the real world but WHY? I just loved what those new water bras did for a bust line. And what possessed me to even discuss this with my MOTHER while filing my nails and adding two more coats of my new tinted hardener to my claws on. He didn't ask for her number. He didn't try to impress her. Just a note in passing at the end of lunch. She tried to remember if he had done it in view of her previous boyfriend. She pulled the covers up over herself as she tried to remember his name. That failed memory was certainly telling. What she remembered clearly was that he had seen in that one lunch what she had not seen in two months of going out with her ex. That he couldn't give her what she was seeking; that she was likely going to. I love sex; especially anal with toys. But to do it with a real cock and a real guy mmmmm...I do love getting fucked by toys. I bought a huge dildo for my wife but she didn't like it. So I thought I would try it just once. I measured it 9" long and 6" around. Almost bigger than a coke bottle. Back then (as now) I was so horny for sex of any kind that I thought I would try fucking myself; at least once to see how it felt. The next day after my wife went to work I got out.