" "Why" I asked. "Its so big. It makes me look like I have a cock between my legs." She pouted. "Its ok, I know that its not a penis. J...st a super sensitive clit." I toldher. "You're so sweet. You can't see anything wrong with me even though I thinkthere is. You even think my legs are nice. I think they're fat." She replied. I told her, "Don't worry about it. I think your perfect. If I didn't I wouldn't be here.' I picked her up and carried her to the bed. She. I looked at him. ‘Sure.’He gave me a small smile. He got closer to me. ‘I don’t want this to change things between us, okay?’ I nodded. With that he leaned in. His kiss was like none other that I’d ever experienced. It was passionate and hot and sweet. When he put his soft tongue in my mouth could feel myself get hard. We made out for a long time. After about forty-five minutes he started to massage my hard dick through my jeans. I moaned into his mouth. He stopped kissing me. . He looked around hesitantly. ‘Where should I?’ he began. ‘How about the closet in my bedroom? I have plenty of space to hang things. Other stuff, socks, underwear, let me clear out a drawer or two.’ ‘You don’t have to do that. I can bring over a box, or something.’ ‘No, it’s no problem. You don’t need to live out of a cardboard box, Miles. I have a lot more storage space than I need. There is even another bedroom, but it’s full of workout equipment. ‘ Miles nodded and went down the hall. Ana. He dropped it onthe floor at the foot of my mattress. "Hurry up. Me wife's gonna wantto know what's happened to me if we're not quick." Er... Would you mind if we didn't do this after all?" I said timidly."Wot did you say?" The pleasant expression dropped off his face.I suddenly felt very nervous. "Er... I changed my mind. I don't wanna dothis."He snarled, continuing to undo his jeans. "You're not fucking backingout now you stupid bitch. I'm paying good money for this." Please."He dropped his.