I was a bit disappointed for she was the tightest woman I've ever tried to fuck. But she was stretching both ways. Her husband must have a dick like m... little finger. She has never been stretched so it was left to me to stretch her into shape.She was eagerly pushing her hips aiding me and she still had that smile on her face. "Charlie this really and truly feels good, I feel you are stretching me to take a real cock, this is what I have always wanted. Come on I want to feel the lot in."I took a. ..................................................................I love sports. The thrill, the tension, the debauchery...... Lockersooms especially! love the musky smell of a worn jock, especially when nuzzling it with your face and lips, feeling the cock inside growing and thickening, trying to escape and plant firmly in your cocksucking mouth! And playtime does happen, too.... thinking of all the missed opportunities I'd had, waiting impatiently for a friend who was dawdling and shooting. She wagged a finger at him, giving him a stern look. Then her expression softened.“Go and get it for me, there’s a good boy.”Quickly, he fetched the toy from its special drawer. A harness, with a strap-on cock already in place; it was made of black leather, with sturdy straps and buckles. The black dildo, though not too thick, was a good eight inches in length.This was his fantasy. This was the reason for their play this evening. This was why he had brought the Goddess home with him.“Put it on. Rick heard several shots and felt the impacts as the bullets struck Lt. Dennis' body! He had rolled the L.T. off him and had come up with his weapon blazing, but the death of the Viet-Cong had been too late to save the life of their brave officer. The other team members had been arguing with him for hours. They were trying their best to persuade him to allow them to spell him off, but he stubbornly insisted on personally carrying in the man who had given his own young life to shield him. He.