They seemed like a natural fit for me, as i had a slim and somewhat girlish figure. Over the next few months i regularly played with myself while dre...sed up and reading the mags. but after a while, without the magazines, imagining I was a girl, with my legs spread wide and with a big cock entering me. just fantasizing about the feeling of being a girl with that big cock sliding in and out of me... anyway after a while i threw all the stuff away because i thought it was too weird.when i was 17. It was a young and foolish impulse, but circumstances made it impossible to swoop it under the rug. Pregnant in her teens, she wanted one last taste of the crazy days and booty-called the two ex’s (of many) with the longest and thickest cocks she’d ever had by far. After this send-off, she thought she might feel better about settling with the presumed father of her unborn child at the insistence of her parents. And that would have been that; a one-time thing… if Steven wasn’t such a joker and. "Divorce him ...? Oh ... I couldn't do that, honey!" Peggy replied, shaking her head. "You see, he really needs me ... and I love him!"Carol stated at her, speechless. Well, so much for ridiculousness, she thought, draining her glass. What more was there to say? The anguished wife had pathetically said it all in six words which had struck a familiar chord in the divorced girl's memory ... he needs me ... I love him! Incredibly enough, Carol thought, I understand just how she feels!"Here, let me. I took this opportunity to get up and try to hide my hard on. As I walked past her, I said, going to get us a drink and went into the kitchen and mixed a rum and coke. As I came out of the kitchen, she was leaning into the crib, adjusting the now once again asleep babys blanket. Her bikini top was loose, and I could clearly see her tits. I once again had a hard-on, and this time she looked up and saw me lookingthen she looked at my shorts and blushed. I went to her, saying I am so sorry, I.