"Caroline: I knew he was going to be bigger than my husband, but I didn't expect his cock to be so beautiful. His manhood was perfect. He had to be at...least seven and a half inches wide and a good two and a half inches wide. He put my husband cock to shame. I had spent my entire life trying to ride a six-inch oddly bent dick. That was not appealing in the slightest. "Colt, your cock is gorgeous. You are so much bigger than my husband." Colt ran his fingers through my hair"Hmmm, ya, what do you. Besides, she didn’t look like she wanted to spend an evening watching TV. What she looked like, was a) like she was up to something, and b) like she wanted to nuzzle the nape of his neck. He knew her well enough by now to know that a) usually equaled b) or some variant thereof. Her math was pretty transparent. Sondra gave a small, hopeful smile and shrugged her shoulders. ‘You could bring the popcorn.’ She looked undaunted. ‘Okay, but you’re up to something.’ He encircled her in his arms and. Her face so peaceful, looking so much like a little girl with her freckle covered face. In the morning watching her as she sipped her coffee on the couch, her long legs pulled up to her chest, one foot resting on the other, holding the cup close to her letting it warm her. Then she would catch me staring at her and I would get ‘that’ look! She always thought my stares had to do with sex, that I was just looking at her because I wanted her. She never knew that I couldn’t stop staring because I. "Make eye contact with me" Mistress demanded.Gimp could see the pleasure in her eyes, as she too, was becoming aroused imagining his hands caressing her body over her exposed skin.Ferrari gasped again and Gimp could feel her hips start to thrust. He knew she was close. Was he allowed to finish her off or would Mistress demand him not too.Gimp waited eagerly for the next order from Mistress. The confusion was too much. Gimp wasn't sure what to do. If he continued or stopped, he could be.