You're my brother. I thought maybe I could put all my feelings on him and they would go away. It wasn't the best plan, but I'm not really sane anymore..." I love crazy chicks. You know that." He squeezed a bit tighter to reassure her, keeping his voice soft and comforting. "So all the things you wanted to do with me, you did with him?" I tried. I even gave him a blowjob. He said it was the worst ever. Nothing I did was right. I had to imagine you everytime he touched me. Whenever he tried to get. She looks up at me, gives my cock a little squeeze with her small soft hand and says, “it’s rock hard”. I reply “I know, only for you babe”, she gives me a big smile and says “only for you” then she opened her mouth and began to slowly slide my cock past her small lips and into mouth. The feeling of her soft lips sliding across my cock made me even harder.The sight of her head bobbing up and down made my heart race and as I looked around the bus nobody seemed to notice but the thought of. “You do it” he said, I couldn’t wrap my fist around him as he was so small, with my right hand I put a finger either side of his cock and pulled him that way, he groaned. When his foreskin came back I licked the head of his penis, when it covered him I licked his japs eye, he was continually moaning.My left hand trailed up and I caressed his testicles, he groaned again, we continued this motion for only a few more minutes, when he started to thrust into my mouth, his hand rubbing the back of my. So I went over and introduced myself.Hello... I was just wondering about your perfume. Am I right in tninking it's Chanel No 5?She looked at me, slightly bored, like she'd heard this a thousand times before."could be....". she said. "And you are?"Jack, said I. If you ARE Chanel, we've been chatting online for a while. If you're not, then you still smell amazing.That's the worst chat-up line I've heard in a very, very long time, she said. But go back to the bar, get a bottle of Pol Roger and.