"Are you showing off or is that what you reallywant?" Not waiting for a reply, "So, you can read my thoughts or was thebeer giving off a Dylan lost me...vibe?" I can catch superficial thoughts and yes I've been hoping to find it onmy visits here. My operational guidelines usually don't give me muchleeway and yes I am supposed to take whatever offered. Okay, I'll stopreading your thoughts." Thank you." Dylan stuck his head into the refrigerator and spottedOscar's beer right where he said it would. As Monica stroked my shaft and licking the head it sure didn't take hardly any time to reach a complete erection . MMMMMMMMMMMM I like a big hard cock you are going to make a great addition to our get together , and give Marcus a little competition , don't get me wrong Marcus is great but we are always fighting over him to fill our pussies with his big cock but sometimes he is just so smug . Like there can never be another big cock around and that he is king . Monica took my now very hard cock. So unique, so… real,” she said, breathing the last word. Although she was manhandling him just a little bit, she did so softly, almost tentatively. Every movement she made and even the words she spoke were handled with care, as if she thought anything could break him. The tails behind her were now flicking back and forth madly, in the same patterns over and over again, but each individual of each other.“I’m sorry… do you… know me?” He asked, uncertain of how much to reveal. As much as he wanted. This view became part of my masturbatory fantasies for some time! Throughout this time, I used to massage the tight necks and backs of the women in my life. Most of the time, the girls would be in blouses and pants, but occasionally, I would sit astraddle their naked legs while rubbing and squeezing their necks, shoulders, and backs. I looked forward to these sessions with excitement and began to get erections on the rare occasion when I would be in shorts and they were too. The warm silky.