” I protested.“Yes he does, look at the smooth pussy, who do you think got it that smooth, it certainly wasn’t Saffy, and a man can’t shave a ...ussy without satisfying that pussy, if you know what I mean.”“Is that right Saffy?” Aaron asked.“No.” I lied, and Trisha knew it, she knows me too well,“And she got her father to put her bed here and to take the blanket away just so that she can flash Mike and Ian and Roger, that’s there houses at the bottom of the garden.”“No I didn’t.”“That’s not what. He did not see it as themtrying to be friendly and spend more time with him. It was themjustifying their job and Mikey needing to live there. Mikey saw it asthem trying to hamper him from being as independent as he could be. Heknew they meant well, wanted to do good, but they should listen tohim. Judge him for what he was capable of doing and let him do up tohis abilities. He just wanted to be as independent as he could be.There was one good thing thing about going to the dining hall forMikey.. Things were different come morning. I noticed that my throat was sore, even though he hadn’t let me try to give him a blowjob. I eventually decided the sore throat came from my screaming my fool head off during all those orgasms.“I had always made my boyfriend use a condom, so, to put it mildly, I wasn’t prepared when Jeff’s semen spurted into me. It was quite warm, and I could feel the individual spurts that felt as if he were filling me to overflowing. I don’t know how to put it other than to. While deeply seated inside my sub, I squeeze out more lube and caress my lover's cock. I guide his BBC to my ass as he kisses my neck and shoulders and caresses my heavy breasts. He pushes his cock inside me slowly as I lean back into his caressing arms. Once he's deeply seated inside me, I begin rocking my hips to thrust my strap-on into our sub. Each time I thrust inside him and push back, it thrusts my lover's cock deeper inside my own ass. It's the most amazing feeling to have the.