Then she opened into a sunburst smile. ‘No fear of that, however. I think I showed you earlier that you can satisfy me, regardless of mere biologica... hydraulics.’ Stan told her, ‘Don’t worry, you provide plenty of inspiration,’ with a wickedly exaggerated leer. ‘Let’s see how I get on with riding that ruddy bike for a bit first, please? I think I’m going to have aching muscles where I didn’t know aching muscles existed, and I don’t care if that’s a cliché ‘cuz it’s oh so very true!’ he. “Shit, baby, I'm hard,” he said. “I'm stroking my cock and I can feel it getting bigger.” The thought of Adam's cock growing sent another throb between my legs and I moaned as the throb rippled through my lower body.“I want to stroke it,” I said. “I'm putting my hand around your cock and I'm squeezing the head with each stroke. With my other hand I'm cupping your balls and rolling them in my palm. Can you feel me?”“Oh god yes,” he said. Adam was breathing hard into the phone now, and I could. This was too good an opportunity to miss and as he made no attempt to pull his shorts up I took the initiative and moved close to him reaching out and with one hand taking hold of his stiff shaft while the other hand tugged at his shorts pulling them down to his knees, his cock stood out loud and proud as I gently pulled the skin back exposing his swollen purple tip which was oozing a little precum from the tip, Yummy.I wasted no time in pulling him towards me and licking around the helmet. .. when... whenever he called me names, he made me feel dirty. When he called me 'Pet', I knew he was about to hurt me badly. But... but you call me 'Pet'... and it’s the same word... but instead it makes me feel happy... It makes me feel happy and wanted and loved and it makes me want to open up to you... I want... I want you to make me feel this way again..." She wiped away her tears and said, "But first I want to feel you inside of me. I want you to make me explode, and I want to feel you.