Puzzled, he looks at her. She just smiles and showcases her swollen pussy once again.But when he keeps trying to get inside her, she keeps retreating....hree times, then he has had enough and plants his raging cock in front of her.He looks her deep into her eyes and the message is clear: If you do that one more time, this is getting rough.That's exactly what she wanted. She wants to be invaded by his prick.She teases him one final time. For a moment, both bodies are still, but then hell breaks. The next day in the newspaper, the headline declared:“ARTIE CHOKES 2 for $1.00 @ Costco”These are compliments of Uncle P. If walking is good for your health, the postman would be immortal.A whale swims all day, only eats fish, and drinks water, but is still fat.A rabbit runs and hops and only lives 15 years, while a tortoise doesn’t run and does mostly nothing, yet it lives for 150 years. And they tell us to exercise? I don’t think so.Now that I’m older, here’s what I’ve discovered:1. I started. I gently stroked his hair. “Did you like the roleplay?” he asked. “I did. It was amazing. Thank you.” I kissed his cheek. “You smell like dog.” “I spend the night cuddling with a dog. That’s why.” He laughed and we slipped into the shower. I actually had no spare cloths with me. Fortunately, I had stored some trousers and shirts at Andy’s house. We spend most of the day at home. Me watching TV, Andy doing some work stuff. In the afternoon, we went to the gym and worked out till our muscles were. .the fantasy and the anticipation of making love WITH you and not TO you or AT you, and you know I am right, because you are fondling yourself again." She says, "Uncle you can't dent it can you, no you can't... yes this has been a fantasy on my mind and I am now knowing it also was on yours...and now the time has come for us to make it really happen"...I chuckle at how pleased we both have become with ourselves. we are both nervous afraid and scared, nervous of what is about to happen, afraid.