Good Luck!’ ——————– George entered the suite to find Bevin kneeling, bare ass on her heels, on the bed facing the door. She had quickl... refreshed in the head and returned in time to greet George properly. George simply kicked off his clothes, rolled Bevin on her back, slapped her inner thighs as a sign to spread and saddled up. She was still oily from previous use and he had no difficulty quickly bottoming out. Bevin rolled her hips to tickle his cock tip with her cervix. But George was going. But this time it was one woman and they considered the fresh challenge.All of them wanted to bury their manhood in her womanhood, her ass and mouth. Many looked at her breasts and thought of placing their manhood there between them and breast fucking her. Others knew they couldn't wait for others to finish and that they would be having her stroke their manhood with her hands.Alexander looked them over and knew Diana would be busy satisfying all of them and if he could get wine into her, deprive. My heart pounded hard in my chest, my mouth went dry, and I lost the ability to breath. I’d never had that happen before, and it was unbelievably erotic. I wanted her so desperately in that moment, but I was timid like I’d never been before. It was like her asking me to take control had ironically striped away all of the control that I had. I was in a state of aroused shock. I coughed away the anxiety and surprised myself with how deep my voice had gotten, as I whispered in her ear, ‘I want to. After watching that I become more sexually profound to men. I admire their physic, their strengths and wondering what’s under their pants. I please myself fantasizing about men and their thick cocks. Their rough abdomen, muscular ass, hard nipples and mostly their thick dicks. How will they ever fit their meat inside me, how will they hold me, and how can I please them. My sexual urges became more and more aggressive through my teen age years. September 23, 2003 Tuesday. I remember the first.