Dennis watches you bend stretch and jiggle as you move chairs and begin straightening up the kitchen. You can tell that he wants you but his fear of l...sing his best friend is causing him to just take mental notes that he could jack off to when he got home. You open the fridge and let the cool air harden your nipples even further as you bend over to give him a good look at you cream covered lips and round ass. Dennis enters the kitchen and you can see the bulge in clear sight now as he goes to. I used to read a lot from this site and my area of interest z couple section. I used to dream (when id get such type of lady luck). I never dream that one day ill be in a position to write my own experience in this site coming to my story, don’t expect a lot from this is some sort of love + romantic story.I am not good at expressing things as u guys do. Don’t mind, but do comment maybe some section of people may like it well it starts like this. I am some sort of shy type . i never spoke to my. He gets a bit excited when foreign hands touch him. You know how it is” he said with a cheeky smile. We both looked at the tape measure. “7 inches soft. Now measure yours,” he said.“Soft?” I said to him.“Ok, take half an inch off. As I said buddy, he gets excited” he answered.The last time I actually measured it was when I was in my late teens, and then it was only 6 inches.I grabbed to the tape measure off him, and measured my cock to be just over 7 inches. I was soft.This put a big smile on. ..r****g me! Calling me a Bitch, a fucking whore, when will this ever end, I asked but now I enjoy it, give me More, MORE!I was to bare the sins of their folly and be a part of them? Or run and turn my head from those who nourished me into this life like a coward? Either way seemed to be meaningless! I remember a young man who used to call me his love, I remember having no desire but to be his wife and bare his c***dren into this world, live as a family for better or worse. But what future can.