Her lips seemed to be in a perpetual pucker with a delightful cupid mouth. When she walked her hips seem to have a life of their own and her breast we...e the perfect size for my hands.Unfortunately, those beautiful eyes were always looking at the football team; swimmers just don’t have cheerleaders. I didn’t care, I wanted her, and my cock was having its own fantasies of her as well. The heat in my suit was becoming unbearable. Just as the song ended I reached down and grabbed my cock through my. She also loved to flirt with me, knowing I couldn’t do anything about it.I knew I was in extra deep trouble when Becky opened the door to reveal Vera in a pencil skirt, open-front jacket, heels, and stockings. She looked incredible - classy and sexy - but the stockings were the real kicker. I’ve got a serious thing for stockings and feet. Don’t ask me why, because I couldn’t tell you if I tried. There was no denying it, though.“So, how is it going at the new job?” Becky asked as she let Vera. It’s not that small, in fact it is fine – probably average. I do take every opportunity to humiliate his cock now that I am used to saying such things. That took a while, but it’s all for his benefit, not mine, although I do get a bit of a buzz when I can make his cock throb when I say something particularly naughty or humiliating. It’s true that I have had bigger cocks inside me but you get used to whatever is available at the time. A bigger cock does feel nice to stroke up and down and to. He had filled my mouth almost to overflowing and he watched intently as I rolled the warm liquid all around my mouth and over my tastebuds before swallowing."Mmmmm," I let out a little purr of satisfaction. It felt nice and warm as it slid down my throat. It kind of reminded me of apple cider but with its own distinctive taste; a taste I knew instantly that would always remind me of Sven. The intense manly flavor of his urine lingered in my mouth and I ran my tongue over my cheeks and gums,.