“You should definitely send me a picture of your dick!”, he said. ‘Haha, you are fucking crazy!”, I replied. All it took was a few more sugges...ions of him wanting to see a picture of my cock for him to jerk off to. Next thing I knew I was sending pictures of my dick, raging boner, and then followed with videos of me jerking myself off. The next morning I was scared and wondering: “Am I bi? Will he tell anyone?” This went on for a few more months. I would get drunk and send him pictures and he. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “After the stuff shot out it felt pretty good.” She sniffed and wiped her face again and raised upright fully to a point where her face was inches from his hanging cock, and then her hand, mister clampy, rose up and grasped his penis again and lifted it to her face and she rubbed it all around her cheeks and chin like it was a washcloth she was cleaning with. “Momma’s tired of just looking at it,” she whispered to him finally as she let his dick go. She watched as. I ran my hand down her back, teasing with scratching at her bra and lifting her shirt up her back. Clara then left our embrace to take off her shirt, leaving her bra on to showcase her gorgeous C cup breasts. Next thing I knew she started fiddling with my belt and wanted my pants off. I let her work for it if she wanted my cock that badly. She got me down to my boxers and there was my fully erect cock bulging from my boxers.I wondered to myself what she would do next. I let her take control.. Yes, Rashid is always a couple of steps in front. I tremendously enjoy planning somewhat ahead. I also tremendously enjoy planning girls to give me some head, by the way. But, more about that later." I can see the question burning in those green eyes: 'why'? Because you were destined to be *mine*, right from the start, that's why! And this was the best and safest way to get there. To get you *completely*, not just to play some superficial kids' games, like Tarek. To think that I even considered.