“How is it wet?” She stammered “I…” “Were you playing without me, in your five minutes, is that it?” There was a second’s pause for th...ught and she slowly answered a yes. “It’s ok.” I told her. I walked up behind and switched it on, just behind her ear, the buzzing very audible. “I told you that you had five minutes to yourself, didn’t I?” “Yes.” “Did you finish?” I asked her. I heard her swallow, I was so close to her, before she answered. “No.” I switched it off and pressed it against her. ‘ and ‘the only thing men ever think about is sex’, it is self-evident that the statements are not true. When I hear that type of all-inclusive and exclusive statements about men, I get angry. To be truthful, I know the statements are true of some men, but not all men.I’m not like that, and most of my friends aren’t like that. I’m tired of women lumping me and other men who have good relationships with their women into a group with the overgrown little boys who can’t spell relationship, much. Wilbur was dressed like a butler & would serve drinks and dinner only to the other couples , he was not allowed to participate , he had insured that when he had hypnotized him two years back . Wilbur could only fuck Kitty when he said so & never in the mouth or the ass. Usualy he was pretty good & allowed them to fuck each other once or twice a mouth, Just then Chang unloaded a load of jism down his moms throat. And Kitty obediently swallowed. Almost immediately Kitty got up & followed her. "She said that last word as if it were the most important thing in the world that a man could have. She may be right."Damn, Lar, who is the beautiful woman who uses big words with such a lovely accent?" Excuse my manners. Mac, this is Simone. Simone, Mac," I said in introduction.He stuck out his hand, "Hi, Simone." His trademark grin that had won him more than one fair maiden lit up his face."Pleased to meet you, Monsieur Mac."She said his name with her delightful accent and giggled at his.