No, I won't love you. That's not how I work. I work from a core of lust. It's a horrible trait to have, but its me. Give me your cock, give me your cu.......pound me, slap me...use me until I whimper. Hell, I'm whimpering now.I was talking with a wonderful fuck friend online earlier (you know who you are)...we were talking about how I would love to tie a woman up and dominate her right now. Shove a long neck bottle up into her pussy, suck on her clit, make her squirm and beg for more...beg me to. McCock has been working on this since he was in Paracelsus; he had that armed cutter of his and he predicted Recon Drone and Cruise missile. He got onto Cruise missile in Gorgipest – there was a store of them there which Higgins missed. That's how "The Queen's Own" has them hanging off their signal lights. Virginia pointed out the difficulty of getting a force of sufficient size in undetected. Virginia said McCock went into schoolmaster mode. The Riders, well out beyond the hyper limit and. She nods with a small smile and I slowly take off my shirt revealing a tank top underneath. I place the shirt on the sand so she can sit down on it as I sit on the sand leaning back against a tree. She sits in front of me on the shirt and I take a hand full of her hair and lay it across her shoulders, telling her she looks amazing. She smiles and blushes as I brush my hands and finger tips across the side of her face. Making myself more comfortable with my legs around her body, I place a gentle. ” My words barely a whisper and I hear his intake of breath at the sound of my voice. I've been so very quiet before now. “Are you touching yourself right now, baby?” His voice is beginning to sound more ragged. “Yes.” Even the single word sounds shaky. “You're doing fine. I'm with you. Keep touching yourself. Can you feel me with you?” “Mhmm,” I sigh. “Alright. I'm semi-erect now, still fully clothed, but I won't allow myself to touch my hard-on just yet. I'm unbuttoning my shirt. As I do it,.