“Squeeze it” I said, and she squeezed. “Harder”, I said, and she did; “HARDER” I instructed and this time she squeezed with all her might....“Now pull it as hard as you can; don’t worry, it will not fall off, and now gently stroke it up and down; excellent.” I said as I closed my eyes wondering just how long I could contain myself.Rolling her onto her back, I used my knees to prise open her legs and positioned my stiffie right in the middle of her pussy lips. Again, I realized just how much of a. He was sore but OK with it and we both agreed that our cocks were a little sore and needed a few days break.Finally there was a gap in the morning walking traffic, Taz and I exited the water.Then I had a naughty idea ... I grabbed Taz’s shorts. He looked at me quizzically. I challenged Taz: if he would walk back (which involved crossing a pretty major road) in his (rather stretched) speedo I’d swallow his load. Taz wasn’t fazed at first, he knows I am OK with swallowing cum but I had something. ’ ‘I wouldn’t do that to you.’ ‘I wasn’t worried about you. I was worried about myself.’ ‘I went out and got totally trashed that day. It wasn’t my intention, but my girlfriends took me out and I started drinking. I had the worst hangover the next day. I called my mom and cried. By the next day I felt a lot better and decided to just move on.’ Now I feel horrible. I got married almost five years after we broke up. ‘I’m so sorry. I never meant to hurt you. My mom gave me updates and told me you. "I promise mom and dad that I would paint the right side of the house this weekend before the game starts. That's a lot of work to do." Why not call your friends?" Because they're going into town tomorrow. They wouldn't have a place to stay and I don't want them around you." And why not? I'm a big girl now Jeff. I don't need you watching over me." I know Brittany. I trust you. I don't trust them. One look at you and they'll be all over you." What's wrong with that. I like it when people touch.