But I can't say the thought hasn't occurred to me. I don't know if it has occurred to Lucy. I never asked her. But I've got a plot going now. I've bee... thinking on it for quite a while and now I guess it's time that I shit or get off of the pot.Next weekend it goes down. My plan is simple; simple but devious. Have a little party just for the two of us. Ply her with a bit of the old bubbly. Make sure she is flying high and feeling raunchy. Get her into bed and get her started by doing a medley. Could I handle it? Physically? Emotionally? Would it be liberating or emasculating? Was my masculinity all that fragile that it could be shattered by a blue rubber cock? Should I grab my clothes and run for the door or bend over and submit? As I was considering my options, I realized that my cock was voting in the affirmative. Given that I had cum just a few minutes before, the erection was impressive. Perhaps, I was overthinking the situation. Best to go with my gut, or in this case, the. It gave me an idea. I began using my mouth and cock by slowly, tenderly moving them in small circles. I noted what motions and what touches elicited the best responses. I moved a hand to the torso of each woman and began squeezing breasts and tugging and pulling on nipples. My tongue began making slow lapping motions across nearly the entirety of her slit from bottom to the top of Petra’s sex and I could feel her shudder.The pace and intensity of both of the women was increasing. . Mi prendevada dietro e mi diceva sempre che voleva ingravidarmi e io impazzivo digioia... perch? finalmente mi sentivo donna nel profondo. Piangevolacrime di gioia infinita quando mi accarezzava la pancia con le sue manivirili dicendomi che sono bellissima con la ciccia. Talmente tanta gioiaprovavo che decisi di confessargli il mio "segreto" fin da subito. Daallora, tutte le notti sogno di fare l'amore con Achref, di amarlo e diessere amata in cambio. La notte scorsa ho sognato persino che lui.