I looked up at him for a moment. He puffed out his chest and said, in triumph, "It's big ain't it?"He had no idea how big it was so I decided to show ...im. I lightly stroked the hot shaft before bringing a finger underneath to his taint. When I pushed my finger against that spot the cock leaped, lengthened and thickened. The fat red knob swelled even further, gleaming like a ripe apple."Wow," he said, "How did you do that? I never seen it so big!" I pressed my lips against the frenulum, right. ), but as is the case in most stories, my mother-figure came in the form of my personal handmaid, Martha- complete with bedtime stories ,motherly scolding and illogical concerns. My beauty, if it can be called that was nothing eye-catching- very plain features, deep brown eyes , a full curvaceous figure which I had been taught to be ashamed of, 5’4 feet height and combined with that voice…I was not only ugly , I was considered an abomination. To make things worse, I knew how to race horses. .. what’s it called? An X.”“That’s like, $3 more.”Harry laughed.“I’ll pay the $3 if it’ll make you happy.”Claire smiled at him.“Thanks! You probably think I’m a real weirdo.”“Yeah,” Harry said, tussling her hair gently. “But not because you don’t like sitting next to strangers on the way to the movie.”Harry’s car was at the mechanic - he’d suggested they mix up their date, but Claire had insisted on seeing the latest superhero flick, and so they’d met at hers. Harry had never used a driver app. Let’s look at that.”I followed her up the stairs, watching her full buttocks working beneath her dress as she climbed. I felt she was talking to me through her body, sending me messages and invitations.When we entered the Honeymoon Suite she closed the door gently and locked it. She stretched out her arms, beckoning me in, and I embraced her. We kissed like lovers. Again, she ceased to be my boss when our bodies were locked together. She kissed hungrily, passionately and lovingly.Then she sat.