One day I bunked my college and went to her home, she was cooking then I was staring her hip. I then out of curiosity asked about how she maintains he... shape. She told she don’t know.Then I touched her hip and told this is fat. she then argued. But I hold her hip from both sides from back and told it was fat. but she was arguing and doing her job. Every day that became a routine for me to touch her hip. one day when she was cooking I went and hugged from back. she was stunned by my act. One day. .and another one :).. or accept the truth..embrace your place and everything that comes with it!let's face it..our dicks are not going to grow anymore and we can learn how to be great at oral or at using our hands to please them,buy toys ecc ecc..but as every sincere woman would tell you that at some point down the road,sooner or later,that's not going to be enough.. being filled by their lovers it's the ultimate connection and pleasure and it's something magical that we should not take away. I just so, so wanted to be her out there.”I simply focused on Lynette’s eyes as she related how she felt while watching me dance with Elizabeth. When she finished speaking from the heart, I leaned down and planted a soft kiss on her slightly damp hairline. Lynette then smiled up at me with her big brown-green eyes, and she softly added, “I didn’t know you could dance like that. That must be a, ‘Future-Mike‘ skill, right?”I smiled and pulled Lynette in tight to me for a few seconds before I. “My cum is going to drip out of your asshole on the entire walk back to your house.”“Yes!” I screamed.Then came.Rapture rushed through my body. My pussy convulsed, aching to be filled the way my asshole was. My bowels writhed around my Master's cock. I hugged the tree so tight, my nipples feeling the rough bark as I shuddered against it. I screamed out my ecstasy for the world to hear.“Yes, yes, yes!” I howled. “I love your cock, Master! It is the best!”It was. I never came so hard with any.