She simply replied “its ok, men always seem to have hard ones” and also laughed. Well that was all the encouragement I required and immediately mo...ed my arm up, so that my hand was just under her gorgeous little breasts. As I very slowly inched my fingers up and over one of her breasts I said “feel free to deal with it for me” again laughing as I said it. “It’s your cock, you deal with it” was the simple reply. With that, I slipped my dressing gown open, exposing my massive bulging cock for her. I was thinking of a hot shower, finding time in the recliner, short visit with my wife then a good night sleep in our queen size bed. As I walked in, Julie was not in her usual place on the couch either watching TV or on her computer. Carrying my bag into the bedroom, I was surprised the see her on the bed wearing a nice black nightgown - low cut in front and split up the sides. I smiled as I saw her and thought she must have really missed me on this trip. I immediately felt a stirring in my. I eat whateverfood is available, and cheap. The mix is not the best for my health. I'mnot that tall, standing just 1m70, which makes me some kind of dwarf asfar as women are concerned. They never look at me. As you might haveguessed now, I'm kinda lonely, working a lot, and never going hate. God,I hate going outside. This is the unfunniest thing one can do. That'swhy I usually stay home, watching cat videos or porn.This night I arrived home at around 8PM, way later that I usually do.When I get. Her eyes were still closed, locked in sleep. Without touching her pussy, her vagina peeled itself back to allow a greater flow of liquid to escape and touch the tiled bedroom. It was almost as fast as a bathroom sink, splattering loudly on the floor. Hands rested underneath the stream, covering themselves in darkness. Diane’s digits smeared the ink all over her face, covering every inch and every hole. Even her teeth and nostrils were lined with the liquid, deliciously melting inside of her and.