I rub my head of my penis. "Oh, that feels so good!" Sofely I caress myself, meanwhile I gazing at your picture. I easily enjoy the soft rubbing, ... can feel the sperm throughout my harden shaft. After a minute of massaging pleasure, I'm really arroused. Eventhough, it the biggest football game of the year, its an annoying and distracting me. I pick up the candle, the notepad, the pen, and your pictures and head to the bedroom. Oh, Linda, I want to tell you I know this is going to be an. He had made a trip to the local music store, Moogy's, soon after the mall appearance. Moogy didn't want to deal with it, but he sent Tony to a theater supply shop in Macon to purchase lighting. Two trees had eight lights each; Chrissie had gone from Sound Chick to lighting director, operator, and all around guru. Now a clear white light shone on him where he stood (and where Chrissie had told him he 'damn well better be standing') so he simply started the acoustic intro to 'Drift Away'.Chrissie. My bed is a four poster, so i tie both her wrists to the bottom to the bed with her ass in the air. I then pull her panties down to expose her ass to me and i then opt for my riding whip and start whipping until she can handle no more and then i start to lick her butthole.When i think its wet enough, i start to finger it, 1 finger or maybe 2. Then i leave the bed and get my anal beads. The first 4 or 5 get in easy, but 6, 7 or 8 isnt so tough, but i still manage to get them all in in the end.. He was good and knew what he was doing. "Since I am going to put massage oil on you to loosen you up, would it be okay if I took off my T-shirt and pants so I do not get them oily?" "Sure," I said, turning my head to watch him stand up, walk to the head of the mattress and pull his T-shirt over his head and peel his track pants down, letting an incredibly long, thick BBC jutting from incredible abs swing freely. "Is this okay?" he asked, with sensuality in his voice. "Okay? Well...uh...sure" I.