Were you really going to drown yourself this time or would you be too scared again? Would you run away from it again? No, I know you don’t want that... You shouldn't kill yourself. There’s so much to live for. I know you think that no-one’s ever going to love you again, but they will.’ He bent and gently kissed the head of the young man’s cock. All the time he’d been talking, he’d been stroking it, so now it was a full six inches long, fully hard. Keith took the head in his mouth and licked over. " The bird then flewout the window. "Now I understand you are having problems finding the rightman." "Yeah, I was wondering if you could make me beautiful. I heard yourspecialty is changing people into looking like big breasted bimbos. Maybeif I was sexier, men would want me more." "Is that what you really want? I could change you into a beautiful bigbreasted woman, but the exterior would only serve to mask the true beautyinside. Men wouldn't see past your boobs to see the soul. I lathered my towel with body wash and rubbed the suds over my arms moving up towards my shoulders. I moved down to my breasts paying close attention to my nipples. I squeezed the soapy cloth and watched the suds run down my stomach and down my thighs onto my feet and the shower floor. I stepped into the stream of water to rinse those suds off. I then grabbed my razor to make sure my vagina was smooth. After a quick shave I re-lathered my cloth and rubbed it over my pussy and let the rough. Clothed sex, I totally adore clothed sex. Especially with my hot and oh so naughty minded new wife. Clothed sex so beautifully underlines the frantic and especially spontaneous nature of our coupling. Nudity ... Well nudity is nice, it can be sweet. Nudity has its place. Nudity may come afterward, and with us it usually does. Once Monica and I are alone and basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking.So far as the ‘kids’ and the rest of the ‘vanillas’ know Monica and I are doing nothing in their.