Now he was quite thankful for those wonderful people who created this venue! The new friends he had made through his writing was worth every hour he h...d spent at the keyboard. He only wished there was a market for smut writers that actually paid. He always chuckled to himself when he thought about that. Just looking at Literotica led him to think that there was no shortage of people willing to write down their fantasies for free. Then, an anonymous feedback message popped up in is Inbox. This. But I know I have to wait my turn, as she is intent on enjoying my cock and won't stop until she has had at least one creamy mouthful.Her other hand cups and gently massages my balls, while also occasionally cupping them in such a way it feels like she is feeling how full they are. She knows I'm fully loaded, her having sent me erotic texts all day, knowing they turn me on and get me producing in anticipation of our meetup.My breathing becomes more shallow, and slightly increased in pace. I'm. The server, holding the table away from the bench, got an eyeful of blue panty and a wink from naughty Tina. His eyes never left her groin as he reset the table and positioned the menus. After enunciating "My name is Mark and -I- will happily be your server tonight." He left with a broad smile,"Where were we? Here, at your mons?" Pushing her dress and legs open, I slowly ran my hand up her shapely thigh until it collided with her mons veneris. She latched onto my still tumescent tool and gently. She planted a kiss on my cheek and steered me into a lingerie shop where I cringed with embarrassment when she bought stockings, suspender belts, and minuscule little knickers."They'll make me feel good," she said by way of explaining them. "A woman always feels good if she's wearing sexy underwear." Ok mum, I'll remember that."At twenty-five past eight precisely, she came out of her room and I wolf whistled in appreciation."You're gorgeous mum." I took hold of her hands and touched my lips to.