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My Opinion on Oral Pleasures
Posted:May 15, 2021 11:30 am
Last Updated:May 20, 2021 4:10 am
I'm one of those guys who loves oral, receiving as well as giving. I just cannot get enough.

I've known it from the beginning, having been taught at the age of fifteen by a woman ten years older. At that time I was working at a local hometown mall in a fast food restaurant. She noticed me and took a fancy. At the end of my night shifts, she would pick me up from work and take me to her apartment before eventually taking me home. She was patient with me and 'cultivated' me to the point I could bring her to climax many times when visiting. After a couple weeks, I discovered (as did she) she could squirt intensely.

On the other hand, she also taught me the joys of a slow and graceful blowjob. To her, the hands were never meant to stroke the man, but only there to guide the shaft to her lips. Being as young as I was, I was quite virile and unloaded in her mouth as much as she did me. Together we took each other to new heights only with oral.

I believe I'm one of those guys who never grew out of it. To me, there's nothing sweeter than pleasuring the partner with our most sensitive organ, the mouth.
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Employee Review Fails
Posted:Jun 5, 2021 7:01 pm
Last Updated:Jun 5, 2021 7:03 pm

  • Since my last report, this employee has reached rock bottom and started to dig.
  • I would not allow this employee to breed.
  • This employe is not really so much of a has-been, but more of a definitely won't be.
  • Works well when constant supervision and when cornered like a rat in a trap.
  • When she opens her mouth, it seems that it is to change feet.
  • He would be of his depth in a parking lot puddle
  • This lady has delusions of adequacy.
  • He sets low personal standards and then consistently fails to achieve them.
  • This employee is depriving a village, somewhere, of an .
  • This employee should go far, and the sooner he starts, the better.
  • Got a full -pack, but lacks the plastic thing to hold it all together.
  • A gross ignoramus - 4 times worse than an ordindary ignoramus.
  • He doesn't have ulcers, but he's a carrier.
  • I would like to go hunting with him sometime.
  • He's been working with glue too much.
  • He would argue with a signpost.
  • He brings a lot of joy, whenever he leaves the room.
  • When his IQ reaches 50, he should .
  • If you see two people talking and one looks bored, he's the other one.
  • Has a photographic memory but with the lens cap still on.
  • A prime candidate for natural de-selection.
  • Donated his brain to science before he was done using it.
  • Gates are down, the lights are flashing, but the train isn't coming.
  • Has two brains: one is lost and the other is looking for it.
  • If he were any more , he'd have to be watered twice a week.
  • If you gave him a penny for his thought, you'd get change.
  • If you stand close enough to him, you can hear the ocean.
  • It's hard to believe he beat 1,000,000,000 other sperm.
  • One neuron short of a synapse.
  • Some drink from the fountain of knowledge; he gargled.
  • Takes him two hours to watch '60 Minutes'.
  • The wheel is turning, but the hamster is dead.
    Posted:Jun 5, 2021 6:53 pm
    Last Updated:Jun 18, 2021 4:40 am

    A guy sits alone a bar, drinking his beer. From of nowhere, he hears a voice say, "You great, man! Have you lost weight?" He looks around, and confirms that the other person in the bar is the bartender, who is all the way the other end of the bar. He shrugs it off, and takes another drink of his beer.

    "That's a really nice suit. It looks good on you," the voice says again.

    The guy looks around, and before he can say anything, the voice says, "You have very nice eyes."

    The guy freaks , and shouts, "Hey, bartender! Come here!"

    As the bartender arrives, the voice speaks again. "That's a nice haircut!"

    "Who keeps talking to me?!" The guy asks the bartender.

    "Oh, that?" The bartender says, "It's the peanuts. They're complimentary."


    So a grasshopper walks into a bar and jumps up on a stool. The bartender comes over and says "Hey, you know we have a drink named after you". And the grasshopper says "You have a drink named Ernie?"


    An Englishman, Scottsman and Irishman are sitting in a pub together and each orders a Guinness. After waiting the requisite time for the proper pouring, the three Guinnesses arrive at their table.

    Just then, three flies that came in with the Frenchman at the next table simultaneously take a dive, separately into each man's drink. The trio are taken aback for a second but regain their composure.

    The Englishman waves to the bar maiden and asks for a fresh pint.

    The Scotsman plucks the fly from his Guinness and he continues drinking.

    But the Irishman grabs the fly, holds it above his drink and shouts "SPIT IT OUT YA BASTARD! SPIT IT OUT!"


    A man walks into a bar and says, "Give me a beer before problems start!" Again, the man orders a beer again saying, "Give me a beer before problems start!" The bartender looks confused. This goes on for a while, and after the fifth beer the bartender is totally confused and asks the man "When are you going to for these beers?" The man answers, "Now the problems start!"


    A neutron walks into a bar and orders a beer. The bartender sets the beer down and says, "For you, no charge!"


    A woman goes into a bar and asks for a "double entendre". So the bartender gave her one.


    A goes into a bar and orders drinks. He finishes them up and the bartender says, "Don't you need to know where the bathroom is?" The says, "No, I go wee wee all the way home."


    A man walks into a bar with a slab of asphalt his arm and says, "A beer please, and one for the road."


    A penguin walks into a bar, goes to the counter, and asks the bartender, "Have you seen my brother?" The bartender asks, "I don't know, what does he like?"


    A termite walks into a barroom and asks, "Where's the bartender?"


    A sandwich walks into a bar and the bartender says, "Sorry, we don't serve food in here."


    A with his leg wrapped in bandages hobbles into a saloon. He sidles up to the bar and announces: " lookin' fer the man that shot my paw."


    A walks into a bar. The bartender says, "So, why the long ?"


    A seal walks into a bar. "What can I get you?" asks the bartender. "A Canadian Club," replies the seal.


    A bear walked into a bar and says, "I'll have a beer......and some of those peanuts." The bartender says, "Why the big pause?"


    A drunk stammers of a bar and runs right into two priests. He says, " Jesus Christ." The first priest says, "No, , you're not." So the drunk says it to the second priest. The second priest says, "No, , you're not." The drunk says, ", I can prove it." He walks back into the bar with the two priests. The bartender takes one the drunk and exclaims, "Jesus Christ, you're here again?"


    A goldfish walks into a bar and looks the bartender. The bartender asks, "What can I get you?" The goldfish says, "Water."


    Shakespeare walks into a bar and asks the bartender for a beer. "I can't serve you." says the bartender. "You're Bard!"


    A guy walks into a bar and there is a behind the bar serving drinks. The guy is just staring at the , when the says, "What are you staring at? Haven't you ever seen a serving drinks before?" The guy says, "No, I never thought the parrot would the place."


    A cowboy walks into a bar. Upon leaving, he realizes that someone has painted his . The cowboy yells, "Which one of you painted my ?" A foot tall hulk of a man says, menacingly, "I did." The cowboy realizes he is in trouble and replies, "Why, thank you - the first coat's dry!"


    A man walked into a bar holding an alligator. He asked the bartender, "Do you serve lawyers here?" The bartender said, "Yes, we do!" "Good," replied the man. "Give me a beer, and I'll have a lawyer for my alligator."


    A little guy walks into a bar and slips on some vomit. Minutes later a tough guy walks into the bar and slips on the vomit as well. The little guy says, "I just did that." The big guy then beats the little guy up.


    A skeleton walks into a bar and says, "Gimme a beer, and a mop."


    A polar bear, a giraffe and a penguin walk into a bar. The bartender says, "What is this? Some kind of joke?"


    At the end of the night a man leaves the bar. Outside he sees a nun. He walks over to her and slaps her in the . Then he punches her in the stomach and knocks her over. He proceeds to kick her several times and when he's done he bends down to her and says, "not so tough tonight, are you Batman?"


    An Irishman's been drinking at a pub all night. The bartender finally says that the bar is closing. So the Irishman stands up to leave and falls flat on his . He tries to stand one more time, same result.

    He figures he'll crawl outside and get some fresh air and maybe that will sober him up. Once outside he stands up and falls flat on his . So he decides to crawl the 4 blocks to his home and when he arrives the door he stands up and falls flat on his .

    He crawls through the door into his bedroom. When he reaches his bed he tries one more time to stand up. This time he manages to pull himself upright but he quickly falls right into bed and is sound asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow.

    He awakens the next morning to his wife standing over him shouting him. "So, you've been drinking again!!"

    "What makes you say that?" He asks as he puts on an innocent .

    "The pub called, you left your wheelchair there again."


    Descartes walks into a bar, and the bartender asks "Would you like a beer?" Descartes replies "I think not" and POOF! he vanishes.


    A snake slithers into a bar and the bartender says, " sorry but I can't serve you." "Why not?" asks the snake. The bartender says, "Because you can't hold your liquor."


    A duck goes into a bar and asks the bartender," You got any fish?" The bartender says, "No. This is a bar and we don't fish" so the duck leaves.

    Next , the duck goes back to the bar and asks," You got any fish?" The bartender says, "I told you yesterday. This is a bar and we don't fish."

    The following , the duck returns and asks, "You got any fish?" The bartender looses it, grabs the duck bu the neck, and screams, "I TOLD YOU TWICE. THIS IS A BAR. WE DON"T FISH IF YOU ASK AGAIN, GONNA NAIL YOUR FEET TO THE FLOOR!"

    The next , the duck goes in the bar and asks, "Got any nails?" The bartender sighs and says, "No, we don't have any nails." The duck says, "Good. Got any fish?"


    A drunk walks into a bar and says loudly, "Bartender? A ROUND FOR THE HOUSE, and have one yourself, too!" The crowd cheers, the bartender pours and passes the drinks, then knocks back a shot himself.

    "That'll be $80 for the round," says the bartender, to which the man replies, "I don't have a plug nickel." The angry bartender drags the man to the door and roughly throws him into the street.

    The next night, the drunk again walks in and says, "Bartender? A ROUND FOR THE HOUSE---and go ahead and have one yourself, too!" As the crowd cheers, the bartender reasons to himself that no one would come in and do that twice, and that the man probably has the for the previous night, so he passes the shots and knocks one back himself.

    "Ok, that's $80 for last night, and $63 for tonight," to which the man again replies, "I don't have a pot to piss in or a window to throw it of, sorry to say."

    The bartender, enraged this, smashes the man in the head over and over as he drags him to the door and again throws him roughly into the street.

    The next night, amazingly, the bartender hears over his shoulder as he's working, "Bartender? A ROUND FOR THE HOUSE."

    Turning around, he can't believe the drunk is back for a third time. "What, nothing for me this time?"

    "Hell no," says the drunk. "You get MEAN when you drink!"


    An armless man walked into a bar which is empty except for the bartender. He ordered a drink and when he was served, asked the bartender if he would get the from his wallet in his pocket, since he has no arms.

    The bartender obliged him. He then asked if the bartender would tip the glass to his lips. The bartender did this until the man finished his drink. He then asked if the bartender would get a hanky from his pocket and wipe the foam from his lips. The bartender did it and commented it must be very difficult not to have arms and have to ask someone to do nearly everything for him.

    The man said, "Yes, it is a bit embarrassing times. By the way, where is your restroom?"

    The bartender quickly replied, "The closest one is in the station three blocks down the street."


    McQuillan walked into a bar and ordered martini after martini, each time removing the olives and placing them in a jar. When the jar was filled with olives and all the drinks consumed, the Irishman started to leave.

    "S'cuse me," said a customer, who was puzzled over what McQuillan had done. "What was that all about?"

    "Nothing," said the Irishman, "my wife just sent me out for a jar of olives."


    This guy walks into a bar on the top of a very tall building. He sits down, orders a huge beer, chugs it, walks over to the window, and jumps out. Five minutes later, the guy walks into the bar again, orders another huge beer, chugs it, walks over to the window, and jumps out again. Five minutes later, he re-appears and repeats the whole thing. About half an hour later, another guy at the bar stops the first guy and says, "hey, how the heck are you doing that?!" The first guy responds, "oh, it's really simple physics. When you chug the beer, it makes you all inside and since air rises, if you just hold your breath you become lighter than air and float down to the sidewalk." "WOW!" exclaims the second man, "I gotta try that!" So he orders a huge beer, chugs it, goes over to the window, jumps , and splats on the sidewalk . The bartender looks over to the first man and says, "Superman, you're a jerk when you're drunk."



    1. Two times a week, my wife and I go to a nice restaurant, have a little beverage, good food and companionship. She goes on Tuesdays, I go on Fridays.
    2. We also sleep in separate beds. Hers is in Calif. and mine is in Texas.
    3. I take my wife everywhere.....but she keeps finding her way back.
    4. I asked my wife where she wanted to go for our anniversary. "Somewhere I haven't been in a long time!" she said. So I suggested the kitchen.
    5. We always hold hands. If I let go, she shops.
    6. She has an electric blender, electric toaster and electric bread maker. She said "There are too many gadgets and no place to sit down!" So I bought her an electric chair.
    7. My wife told me the car wasn't running well because there was water in the carburetor. I asked where the car was; she told me "In the lake."
    8. She got a mud pack and looked great for two days. Then the mud fell off.
    9. She ran after the garbage truck, yelling "Am I too late for the garbage?" The driver said "No, jump in!"
    . Remember: Marriage is the one cause of divorce.
    . I married Miss Right. I just didn't know her first name was Always.
    . I haven't spoken to my wife in 18 months. I don't like to interrupt her.
    . The last fight was my fault though. My wife asked "What's on the TV?" I said "Dust!"
    He Bathes his Little
    Posted:May 28, 2021 9:35 pm
    Last Updated:Jun 12, 2021 3:43 pm

    had a surprise for his Chrissy when she got back home from a hard work. Knowing she gets home in a short while, he drew a bath for her and even set up the bathroom with a few candles and soft music. The car door closed and she made her way in the front door. He was inside, waiting for her.

    "What's this?", she noticed, a quizzical on her .

    "Drop your purse and disrobe this instant, my little one", his voice commanded. He stood there with her robe held .

    She knew instantly, hearing bathwater running. She unslung her purse and dropped it on the hall table, kicked off her wedges, lifted her blouse over head, unclasped the bra, and then untied her skirt. Her entire process was completed within seconds, clothing scattered about her, she stepped forward and allowed her to wrap her fully in the terry robe, his arms enveloping her. He lifted her chin to his mouth and kissed her softly in the silence. water ran in the distance. She moaned.

    To the bathtub he led her. She saw and immediately smiled. He parted her robe and guided her to the tub side, urging her to step in and lower herself. The water was perfect, she sunk in and suds t o her breasts. She moaned once again, feeling the water caress her aching muscles.

    "O h, , you know m e so well", she offered.

    "I heard the fatigue in your voice o n the phone before you left the office, love", lathering u p a loofa.

    "You heard what?", she felt tears welling .

    "Yes, I heard your voice when I called earlier. Your seemed done even then... knows what you need", softly scrubbing her back. Never had she felt this attention.

    One hand caressed her back, feeling the curve, while the loofa slid down underwater and revitalized her lower back. He looked in her eyes, noticing how her demeanor changed in a few strokes. He dropped the loofa behind her in the water and instead reached for the soap.

    " love?", the soap drifted, guided by his firm hand, over her breasts.

    "Y-yes, ?", she trembled.

    "You know I am here t o care for you", cupping her breasts, kneading them softly, still looking into her big brown eyes.

    "O h, god, beginning t o learn that", she gasped.

    He kissed her hard o n the mouth, cupping a breast. There was no guessing the heat building up in the tub.

    "First, let m e finish washing you..."

    Her heart was pounding, feeling his hands washing her with intent in the tub. She felt like a little , being washed after playing with friends in the mud. The man kneeling beside her was her lover, her caretaker, her , her everything, and now he was her guardian after a hard of work. Who could ask for more?

    He was wet, having washed her body, scrubbed her hair and doused her with water. She felt like a clean little .

    "Stand up...", he demanded.

    She stood in the water, naked, dripping, her womanly figure just inches from him. He held a towel, into which she stepped, lifting a foot of the tub. He wrapped her , tucking in the top fold over her cleavage, then guiding her completely. Another kiss in the silence.

    "Undress m e", he spoke.

    With the towel tied around her, she unbutton his wet shirt. It fell to the wet floor behind. She reached down to his waist and unbuckled his belt, then opened the front of his slacks. She felt his manhood, even when in the throes of washing her, having become erect and attention. He stepped of his loafers and she guided the slacks off the bottom of his feet.

    "Yes", he nodded, conveying his desire in that nod.

    She knelt before him, looking u p still, and with one hand, cradled his meat before her lips.

    "Like this, ?", softly kissing the tip and locking her eyes on him.

    His eyes rolled back as she engulfed his head. The hand that cradled him then untucked the towel, allowing it to fall free to the floor. She offered her body to him in response to his loving care. A fingertip reached down and she felt her own wetness building.

    'Fuck, I want him' she ached deep inside.

    With that she broke her gaze and concentrated on his cock. Her mouth engulfed his shaft, lips opening wide and wrapping at the base. Softly drawing back to the tip, her mouth watered in lustful satisfaction. Another kiss, opening wide again and going back to the root. She knew how he liked it and drove straight to his button.

    He let a deep moan, looking down to see her staring back u p him.

    "You are such a good , Chrissy. wants more..."

    A puzzled o n her .

    "Stand u p", another demand.

    She kissed his cock one more time, but stood u p obediently.

    "Turn around, love", smoothly commanded.

    She turned her back t o him, his cock full attention just behind her bottom. She felt his hand slip between her thighs from behind, gently sliding between her lips and then parting her bald pussy. Instinctively, her hips rocked forward, presenting her backside to him.

    " GOD!", as his shaft replaced the gentle fingers. She steadied herself, placing her hands against the wall before her. His meat had plunged inside her womb and filled and stretched. The heat was there and his manhood was adding t o it.

    A thrust repeated the first plunge and she felt herself being pushed against the wall. Her breasts crushed against the wall, her hands clamoring for something t o hold. His cock was enveloped inside, engorged and lubricated. They were perfect for each other. was her sanctuary and she was his inspiration. The heat and the spiral of passion led t o this moment. She stood u p almost o n tiptoes, her body impaled b y his manhood, their hearts pounding in unison. With each thrust, their bodies slapped together. She gasped, knowing what was about to wash over her. While she knew what he wanted, she responded by grinding back into him, urging him. She wanted to be filled. She wanted to be his reason for being right there in the moment.

    She felt her body starting to shudder.


    His hands gripped her hips, her back arched, being his target.

    Another gasp, ", cumming!"

    She clamped on him wholly, screaming against the overwhelming explosion inside. She felt him too, swollen, spurting, pulsing and groaning into her. They locked in position, her fully jammed to the wall, but together having no better place to be.
    He Visits His Neighbor
    Posted:May 27, 2021 8:58 pm
    Last Updated:Jun 11, 2021 6:45 am

    Chrissy returned laying out in the sun in the back yard. Since her parents were away for the next few days, she clued him in on her being available all day until their return. That little hint she gave before he left her spent was all he needed.

    Lying on the lounge chair by the pool, she was feeling the love of sunlight upon her. Her thoughts returned the night before, the heat she felt, his hot cum spurting in her mouth sending her over the edge, she couldn't believe how hard she had cum at the same time. The movie on the TV was nowhere in her thoughts as she felt the enticement of pleasuring her crush. His cock fit so perfectly in her mouth and his motion in response her sucking was nothing she ever felt before. She knew he was in her control and she knew she was his sole source of pleasure.

    As her thoughts rolled over these moments and the ultimate climax she swallowed, her hands slowly wandered down between her thighs, softly touching on her mound through her bikini bottom. She let out a soft moan, her sex responding to her gentle touch. It was a soft press to her clit, through the thin cloth. She wanted his cock in her mouth yet again, just fantasizing the easy access she had to him!

    The sun bathed her in heat, yet she suddenly felt something different. She was coming close to another climax when she felt a new pressure upon her mound. She opened her eyes, but the sun blinded her to anything she could discern. Her arms came up to block out the sun. Even without her hands touching, she felt there was still something there!

    "Shh, Chrissy, baby love... Daddy needs a taste...", as his hands softly stroked upon her sex outside her bikini bottom.

    She moaned deeply, still shielding her eyes, "Dan?!"

    "Yes, I thought I'd check in on you, to see if you needed anything", as he hooked her bikini bottom and tugged to the side exposing her sex to the warm sunshine.

    Her legs parted instinctively, not knowing what she would feel next. It didn't take long. His wet tongue touched softly upon her labia, drawing a wet line over them, then softly parting them.

    "Mmmnnnnnnnnnggggg, ohgod, ohgod..." she gasped, feeling something her hands could never bring.

    He moaned into her, giving her vibrations while his tongue slid up to her clit, now swollen in expectation.

    "Baby love.... Grab my hair, you need to guide me", he winked to her. She didn't see that wink, her eyes closed in pleasure, but her hands reached out to him in response anyway. He felt her hands reaching down and finding him. Inside he smiled. His tongue swirled her clit, her hips rocked.

    While she was holding his head, his hands reached to her waist, finding the drawstring of her bikini bottom and tugged at the strings. Both knots released and the cloth was suddenly free to drop away. His mouth, now freed to fully explore, opened fully and engulfed her pussy. His lips closed down upon her clit and his tongue slid down and parted her labia, sliding inside.

    "Ohhhhh, fuuuuuuuuuuuckkkk", she squealed.

    Chrissy, never feeling this before, tugged at his hair, pulling on him violently into her loins. Her legs went around his back and drew him in. He didn't let her go though, his tongue swirling and stroking at her. The bikini bottom dangled in silence under her. She dripped onto it, her body responding in kind to his attention.

    He licked long wet lines from her perineum back up to her clit, sucking and kissing over and over, some fast, some slow, some soft, some intense. He developed a steady rhythm soon and drove a pattern into her that released the barbarian of lust.

    She couldn't hold back any more. She felt dizziness, she felt her body shuddering, gasping for air. Legs drew him in involuntarily. She let out a scream of passion she never felt. His mouth never let go, his tongue pulsing upon her trigger. She lost all control, feeling herself squirting in animalistic heat. He moaned into her pussy, her blast flooding him and gushing upon her bikini bottom.

    She trembled in the lounge chair, her fingers clamped in his hair. No words as the pleasure washed over her body.

    "Oh, god, Dan...", as she came to her senses.


    She released his hair, suddenly realizing she was still in grips with him. Her hands fell limp to the chair by her sides, dizzy and spent.

    "I have to be honest, baby love, I've had a crush on YOU ever since I saw you sunbathing a few summers ago", as he gently kissed her pussy again.

    "But... I was only sixteen then..."

    "Yes, you're so right, honey. And you know what, I'm so glad I stopped by to see if you needed anything."
    Ya, I'm Vanilla...
    Posted:May 20, 2021 7:30 pm
    Last Updated:Jun 18, 2021 4:40 am

    97% Vanilla == Results from bdsmtest.org ==
    96% Switch
    95% /Mommy
    78% Ageplayer
    66% Dominant
    62% Exhibitionist
    60% Non-monogamist
    59% Primal (Hunter)
    55% Voyeur
    49% Master/Mistress
    49% Owner
    48% Primal (Prey)
    39% Brat tamer
    33% Submissive
    30% Boy/Girl
    27% Rigger
    26% Experimentalist
    % Degrader
    4% Brat
    1% Slave
    1% Pet
    0% Rope bunny
    0% Degradee
    0% Masochist
    0% Sadist
    Talking Dog
    Posted:May 20, 2021 7:26 pm
    Last Updated:May 27, 2021 4:04 am

    This guy sees a sign in front of a house "Talking for Sale." He rings the bell and the owner tells him the is in the back yard. The guy goes into the back yard and sees a mutt sitting there. "You talk?" he asks.

    "Yep," the mutt replies.

    "So, what's your story?"

    The mutt looks up and says, "Well, I discovered this gift pretty young and I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA about my gift, and in no time they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders. No one figured a would be eavesdropping.

    "I was one of their most valuable spies eight years running. The jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger and I wanted to settle down. So I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security work, mostly wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings there and was awarded a batch of medals. Had a wife, a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired."

    The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog. The owner says "Ten dollars." The guy says he'll buy him but asks the owner, "This is amazing. Why on earth are you selling him for only ten dollars?"

    The owner replies, "He's such a liar."
    So many profile views and so much garbage!!!!
    Posted:May 19, 2021 9:26 am
    Last Updated:Jun 10, 2021 8:22 am
    So, I notice a lot of profile views:
  • They're often from profiles 00+ miles away
  • They're 'numbered' ID's (numbers in the end)
  • Their ages don't reflect the pictures

    Fakes, fakes, fakes... I'm not even sure why they even bother viewing my profile, other than they're out fishing for suckers (not the good kind).

    ...or then there's the obvious embedded phone number in the tagline.

    ... after doing a little looking up, it's a cellphone number located in Denton, TX, nowhere near Canton, OH. Oh, the scammers are running rampant on this site.

    ... another classic, another posted cellphone number, located in southern, Maryland. If you see this, you're bound to hit a scammer. Again, the scammers are running rampant on this site and the owners don't even care.
    Daddy Meets his Little in the Coffee Shop
    Posted:May 15, 2021 8:20 pm
    Last Updated:May 20, 2021 12:18 pm

    He was simply minding his business, seated at a small table in the Starbucks, when he looked up and saw her walk in, petite and oh so sweet. He lowered his book and watched her head towards the line, observed her hair tied up in a pony tail bobbing about. He allowed himself to stare, taking in every inch of her from head to toe. Slim body, perky breasts, jeans that fit just so and a pouty little mouth. Mmmmm….

    Just then her eyes turned toward him and caused him to flush, yet he matched her gaze. Such a beautiful young woman like her MUST have a boyfriend; was no ring, so she at least wasn’t already attached. He felt his cock rising, pushing for room. Again she looked over at him, but this time he already had a smile and was determined lock her gaze. She managed a smile back, but returned the task at hand of inching forward in line.

    She finally received her order and he was thinking she’d just walk out, leaving him his dirty old man thoughts. Instead, she walked straight over, also with a smile .

    “What are you reading?” she opened.

    “This? , it’s a simple novel about life and love and how a young woman finds satisfaction in fucking older men.” Even as he finished the sentence, he could hardly believe the words were leaving his mouth like that. It was like someone had taken over control of him and he was just a spectator.

    Her eyebrows went up in astonishment. Yes, he lied openly about the book, primarily because the title obviously read ‘Small Engine Repair for Dummies’. He flushed with embarrassment and it became obvious, red coursing all over his face. She didn’t miss a beat.

    “Am I in that book?”, she replied, winking at him and smiling.

    “Why, yes, you are! Chapter 1, at the coffee shop, when you bump into your . ’s a page-turner alright.”

    She rolled her eyes, but sat down across from him and kept playing the part. he closed his book, sipped his coffee and watched her set down her coffee. She had a little foam on her upper lip and thus prompted him lift his napkin and dab away.

    Her smile disappeared and he could see she was flushed as well. His touch upon her mouth awakened something in her and she leaned forward with a slight moan.

    “Can we get out of here?” she whispered, while looking around.

    “We certainly can. I actually have a flat in town for the week and it’s a block away.”

    We stood together and walked out, his hand around her waist. Every step she took she seemed to press into him, touching hips together. Her breasts bounced with every step and urged his erection to press even harder.

    “So, why are you in town?” she continued.

    “I’m here to work on a project for a customer just outside of town. It’s ongoing and allows him to come back every couple weeks. The work is steady and the is good.”

    We reached his building and stopped for a moment, turning toward him. Suddenly she leaned in and kissed him hard. He was pleasantly surprised and returned the kiss, feeling her small pouty lips press harder. He then felt her hand reach for his cock, feeling through the slacks his hardness. The kiss ended, her hand fell away and she walked ahead of him to the lobby…

    They moved through the lobby quietly, shoes echoing in the marble lobby. He watched her ass with each step, imagining the color of the thong under those jeans. An elevator opens and she continue to lead in. He pressed the button for the floor, watching her eyes. She looked back at mine, smiling back.

    “I believe your cock was paying attention. Did you miss me? Have you missed this tight little ass?”, was the inquiry. He knew she was nervous, because as she sipped the coffee, he noticed a little tremble in the cup.

    The elevator fell silent. He remembered their last time, meeting her at college, in sophomore year, taking her away for the weekend and teaching about the pleasures of a man and the new limits that shattered her earlier ideals. Before they left Sunday evening, returning to school, she begged for one more , for one more explosion, feed her hunger from his loins. He continued smile as the elevator slowed to his floor and then opened. Keys in hand, this time he led the way and pushed in the room, pulling her with his grip. The door closed behind and she stopped and gazed around the apartment.

    “Hello, my sweet Caren. It’s good to see you again”, broke the silence as she gazed about, “I don’t normally work on Saturdays, but this project has been rather rough and it needs some serious progress. May I?”

    He lifted her coffee from her hand and set in on the counter.

    “Wow, how is it that we met in the coffee shop? Thank you for thinking of me…” and she kissed him on the lips soft and slow.

    “First, let’s catch up on what you did since college!” he interrupted the soft kiss.

    “! Well, in that case, I finished my degree, had a few boyfriends, worked my way out of the ground floor and am now making my own waves. I moved here just two months ago and started over.”

    “And you’ve not met the man of your life yet?” he inquired.

    “Like I said, I’ve dated, but they’re not like you. I knew when I gave myself to you back then, I knew why. No one compares.”

    He smiled and looked in her eyes. It was a silent stare and she matched his gaze moment for moment.

    “Well, I don’t quite know all makes you sing quite yet, but I intend to make sure your high notes are in tune.”

    This sent a tingle down Caren’s spine, not knowing what Daniel had in store.



    “Go over to the closet and open the door.”

    “Okay!”, her shoes clicked on the floor as she approached a lone closet on the opposite wall. Opened the door and saw four dresses inside. They were quite feminine and they were quite tailored to her own physique.

    “Oh! For me?”, she pulled the first out and it was a soft navy blue pleated cotton dress with strapless top.

    “Yes, Caren, they're for you. You can take them home with you and put them in your closet. Just remember I like you in feminine dresses and they remind you of him when you put any one of them on. You can wear them anytime you want, but especially pick one for your mood for when you come see me.”

    “I will, thank you!!”, she ran over and kissed him with joy.

    “You may notice something common about these outfits, my dear. Something I've always liked.”

    She stopped and studied to them. The navy dress was very soft, lightweight, the other was a two piece with peasant blouse top and dark separate skirt, the third was a high-end tailored little black dress, backless nonetheless.

    “They’re … dresses…. um. You like dresses?”

    “Well, yes, I do, but closer, his dear.”

    She noticed that the dresses were quite form fitting and complimentary her body… but… what?

    “You’ll notice, my sweet dear, that because they’re dresses, they have what I would easy access. Notice the strapless navy blue… I could just come over and pull down the top and help himself to my pet’s sweet bosoms. Here, with the peasant blouse, pleasures…. with the party dress, all she would have do is unclasp the neck and listen her man's heartbeat skin-on-skin. I LOVE that and you would be much better off knowing that. Does that make sense, his little one?”

    “I like them and will think of you whenever I have one on”, she smiled back at him, lifting her simple top.

    “What are you doing?!” putting out his hand, stopping her motion.

    “But… I… I’m…” she stammered.

    “, not now, not yet…”, he came over and wrapped his arms around her gently. She started trembling.

    “’s okay, , you didn’t know.” soothed her back.

    “I’m sorry, I just thought I’d let you….”

    In silence he stroked her back, soothing. She seemed on the verge of tears, not knowing what do next.

    “Caren, ’s very nice the gesture you started, but I would like get a few things straight”, he said, stepping back.

    She continued looking at him in silence.

    “Last time was a wonderful time for us and we discovered each other. You submitted me as I committed owning you. I will love and care for you, all I ask is that you trust and obey. This is new you, at times I will be harsh and at times I will be gentle. In time you will be the ideal submissive love for me. In the meantime, if you want pleasure me or have me pleasure you, please ask first.”

    She realized her gesture just moments ago presumed what he wanted with her breasts, when perhaps he was not in the mood. The light went on and her head fell in shame.

    “I’m sorry. I know what I did and…” through trembling voice, tears welling .

    “My sweet ”, he came in close and comforted her again, “you didn’t know and will be times like this again, ’s okay.”

    Caren just melted into his arms. She smelled him, being a mixture of aftershave and musk. Her fears once again subsided and she just wanted to be held. She let out a little moan.

    “I could stay right here all day…”, and her arms wrapped around him.

    “Yes, I’m sure you could, , but I have some work do for a little while.”

    She realized he was serious and followed over a large drafting table. He was looking over the drawings and holding her hand, see what was that brought him this apartment in the city as her life.

    “See these drawings?”

    A nod.

    “These are the culmination of the last five years of my life. Back when we first met, the idea for a new building was in mind and for the past five years, I’ve been building this dream. In a short time, will be a new building right out . Until then, the building exists on this paper and before that in my mind. Until I saw you this morning, no one existed in my mind… And then you came along.”

    She felt a sense of importance in being . was not by her plan, but nonetheless she felt renewed importance in his admission. He was looking at her with a serious gaze, his eyes not wandering left or right, but solely on her.

    “Caren, I know you have a life here and you have your career just starting. You may not have found the man just yet, but just know you do have fulfillment here…” touching his own chest.

    “You may now lift your top…”

    She seemed mesmerized by his words, in that she did not realize his request and kept nodding.

    Suddenly, “!” and she fumbled at the top. He returned to the drawing at the table, awaiting her motions.

    “If I could, Caren, I would paint your perfect curves and details into the facade of this new building. Yet no building can ever match a woman’s beauty.” He turned around again to face her and saw her standing , top gone to view and arms slightly extended, “Such beauty!”

    He moved in and pulled her close. One hand cupped her breast as he kissed her hard on the mouth. She moaned at the rough touch and offered herself to his pleasure and knew would pleasure her more in the moments shared.

    His mouth found her breast and kissed more. He turned her round and tugged off the band of her pony tail. She shook her hair loose.

    “Will you please me again, just like last time?”

    “No, not the , . Today will be over this desk, right over the building meant stand over . Today, Caren, you will become part of the building. Remove your jeans.”

    She couldn’t hold back much longer, knowing would be just like… He watched as she quickly unbuttoned her jeans and wriggled out of them. The thong was still on, but now seen as the copper color of her own hair. He smiled, because his curiosity was finally satisfied.

    He tugged down on the thong and she pulled it off fully, exposing her bottom to view. She tossed it on the desk, on top of the drawings. It would not be long… soon….

    “Spread your legs, Caren.”

    “Oh, god…”

    Soon his fingers had found her bottom, then her wetness. A finger slipped inside and she moaned. Her hands clench the desk edge. Quickly he swatted her bottom and the slap rung out in the silent apartment.

    “I own you, .”

    “Yes, all yours.”

    Where was one finger now became two and she moaned louder, her back arched and then fell, ass rising up new prominence. The fingers came back out and this time one slipped inside her ass…

    “Ohhhhh! That’s nice!” she squealed.

    Then he slipped his manhood inside her sex, while still stroking a singular finger inside her bottom. A deep moan, as inch after inch entered, while fingers were stroking doubly.

    “Mmmmm… ’s been too long! Please… harder…” in frantic breaths.

    He slid another finger inside, stroking her while sliding in and out.

    “Ohhhh, I’ve missed this….” Caren moans.

    “Shh… , I know. Do you trust me? Do you know I would never hurt you?” Daniel replies gently.

    “Yes, I do trust. I know you won’t hurt . Please, your aches for you…” pleading softly.

    “Good girl…” he replied, pounding harder.

    He gently slid fingers in and out of her ass, pounding her wetness harder. her body trembled from his touch, hips rocking with his.

    “I want to cum with you. I want your cum in him mixed with mine. Please… I want you so bad.” Caren begged.

    “Ohh! Please… I love your touch soo much. Please, cum inside! I want your cum inside!” she begged as her body trembled and pussy tightened.

    “I want you to know that I’m the provider of your release. You’re mine, girl…” he commanded.

    She moaned as her body trembled and shook, waves of pleasure rock through her body. He continued pounding her harder as she clamped around the shaft. He groaned as his own need built. One last thrust as the flow spurted deep inside.

    “That’s my good one…’ holding her tight and breathing slowed.

    He slid his cock out but kept the fingers in her ass.

    "Such a sexy bottom. I could at all day”, as he held her body captive his touch. His other hand ran up and down her back, sliding across her ass and down her upper leg. Fingers slowly thrusted in and out.

    “Do you like when I touch you here, honey?”

    “Yes, feels so different… and sooo long since…” she sighs.

    “You’ll learn take my cock in over and over again. You’ll learn take me anywhere and anytime I tell you. Do you understand?” as he shoved his fingers deeper.

    “Yes, I understand. I’ve so much learn. Will you be patient with me?” she requested shyly.

    “Yes, , I’ll be patient but I expect you do as I say.” he replied firmly.

    “I will…” even as he continued her with his fingers.

    “Please", she moaned again, "teach…”

    “Now, take your fingers and draw out some of those juices mingling in your warm, wet pussy, honey.” he commanded.

    Her hand released its grip on the drawing table and reached underneath, still trembling and sweating body. A fingertip touched on the moisture dripping out and it is immediately wet. is semen and her fluid covering her finger tip.

    “Good girl. Now write your initials in the top right of this drawing.”

    Her brow wrinkled in confusion, but she obeyed and slowly traced initials in the corner, just as commanded.

    “Why is this…?”

    “ will be times when I will be hard at work and buried in work and may be occasional moment when I can see your initials . Then I will want you and have you come me again here. You will then come and with me, taking my mind off the hard work. If I , you will know my cock aches for you and you are come and relieve this ache. Do you understand?”

    “Oh, yes! I will know your voice and know your need. My mouth will be willing relieve your ache. This pussy will be just as ready.”


    With a knowing smile, she added “And this ass will be your playground.”

    “More than that, Girl, because your ass will also be used when the time comes.”

    A thrill ran through her body when she heard this. Soon he will make so!

    “You know what makes me shudder with pleasure. Don’t ever stop”

    “You got it, Babe… and now, let’s go get some lunch”, and we stood , “I recommend we clean , pick one of those dresses and your best for me…”
    First Clandestine Meeting at a Hotel
    Posted:May 15, 2021 7:31 pm
    Last Updated:May 17, 2021 9:50 am

    Michelle didn't quite know what to do. Her heart raced as she read the e- in her inbox. He had reached to her on this , this and steamy Thursday!

    "You are needed in the Howard Johnson's by the Fountain of Youth 1pm today. Room 1. The passphrase is 'deposit'. Bring a change of clothing and do NOT be late."

    Michelle read it and read it again. Passphrase? It was from 'him', the man with whom she had chatted for over months. She knew that someday a note like this would appear, but she didn't think it would be so soon. She could feel her heart beating through her chest, remembering the smoldering sexy roleplays they did together. Then glancing at her watch, that's about a half-hour from now!

    She calmed herself, went to the branch manager on the floor and requested a few hours for her lunch break. She didn't even give an excuse, but with her seniority in the branch, it wasn't long before she was heading out the door, keys in hand, making her way to her car.

    As she fumbled to start the car, nervously shaking, she heard ringing in her ears. She knew exactly where the Howard Johnson's is; she's driven past it on San Marco Avenue every on her way to and from work. She lives on the north side of town and had to get to the south side where her branch stood. She's done so for years and this is the first time she stopped the Howard Johnson's.

    Michelle arrived and pulled in a parking space, suddenly realizing her car might be seen! She quickly backed and parked as far to the back as possible. This time as she pulled in, she looked forward realized Room 1 was directly in front of her! He planned this!

    Keys in purse, Michelle looked around the parking lot before opening her door and stepping into the heat. Cautiously, her heel touched the pavement and she lifted . 'Ohhhh, just turn around and go back to work!' The battle inside her raged, one side telling her how much she has to lose and the other side aching to know what it is like. Methodically, she walked to the trunk of her car, opened it, and pulled an overnight bag. She had saved this bag in the trunk for three weeks, hoping her husband would never find it and even moreso hoping this would come. She looked left and right, looking for familiar eyes. Seeing none, she reached and slammed the trunk closed.

    She trembled as she approached the door. What could happen inside? She stopped and thought about the next moment. After pondering, she stood herself up straight and decided that she had come this far, no going back now. She extended her hand and realized the door wasn't locked.

    Quickly she rapped on the door, listening for any hint of his voice. She had heard his voice one time as she talked to him on the phone. It was just a couple weeks ago and it was to try phone sex. She loved the moments on the phone and just wanted to push even further. As these thoughts raced through Michelle's memories, she meanwhile heard nothing from inside the room. 'Maybe he's not here'.

    Door now cracked open and she peered inside into the darkness. No lights on. Nothing. She leaned in further and looked around, but it was too dark to make anything out. She reached for the light switch and flipped it up, but nothing came on.

    "That's okay, Michelle, it's going to be dark" was his first to her. She shivered his first command to her, so she reflexively turned the light switch back off. She proceeded in the rest of the way. This is the first she heard of his voice, so deep and fearless.

    She walked in feeling apprehensive, her eyes beginning to adjust to the darkness. She saw a figure sitting in a chair on the other side of a king bed. His feet were propped on the bed, as if this room was his. The apprehension coursing through her was more felt in her body tingling. Step by step she approached. His was a big frame, bigger than could've been conveyed in their online roleplaying. Her tingles were increasing, standing before this large man. She felt a rushing in her ears. Somehow the overnight bag had found its way to the floor by the front door.


    "Huh?" she stammered .

    "Do you remember the passphrase?" in a serious tone. He leaned back in the chair, now looking her up and down for the first time.

    Her mind raced through the message he sent earlier. Her eyes darted about...

    "Michelle? Do you remember the passphrase?" his voice demanded once more. His voice filled the room.

    "Deposit!" she blurted in a sudden revelation of remembrance, "deposit..." in a meeker tone.

    "Very good. glad you remembered", standing up from the chair. As his frame assumed the space before her, what she saw was a man slowly unwinding from the chair to standing nearly a whole foot taller than her. Her heart shrunk with fear, remembering how average her own husband stands. Her heart fluttered, dare she reach and touch him?

    "Hands down!" he commanded and she complied in a self-effacing show of weakness. She swooned slightly.

    In a softer tone he gave a more gentle command, "Turn around, let you."

    Instinctively, she unslung her purse and dropped it to the floor. Arms flowed slightly as she gracefully and slowly turned for him. Inside she could feel her heart pounding. She was showcasing her body for another man, someone not her husband! In a way she took secret delight in this moment.

    "I see you dressed up for me today", his voice smiled to her.

    "This is what I always wear", in her best innocent voice. Everything paused in the room in silence, him looking at her.

    "Don't lie to me. I've seen your other outfits. They were... more plain... Thank you for sharing", he rewarded her.

    " glad you like- " and Michelle gasped, for her next sensation was a hand, firmly and agressively clutching at her left breast. A jolt of electricity leapt through her frame; her own husband hasn't touched her this gruffly since before their marriage!

    "I like the lacy feel of your bra", cupping her firmly. Another hand joined the first, kneading her through her Milano silk blouse.

    In a moment of indignation, she started, "You're going to mess up my bl- "

    In a flash, his two hands gripped the fine cloth and rent it violently from her torso. She yelped in fear, but stood her ground, now partially naked in front of him.

    "I'll for it", in the silence. In the dark, she felt his eyes now gazing upon her milky breasts, firm in the lacy demi-bra. What she didn't feel was her heart pounding and her breathing racing. The excitement! The lust he had set free!

    "Here, let me..." as Michelle reached between her breasts and unclasped the bra. As she allowed the cups to drop away, she saw the destroyed blouse fall from his hands. Moments later his hands upon her breasts, skin-to-skin.

    Another gasp. The man's large powerful hands were now robbing her of her wifely innocence, groping where her husband had been allowed.

    His hands released her breasts after a minute and wrapped around her waist. Being so much taller than her, his hands were above her waist, but still pulling her in. Michelle tipped her head up just in time to feel his mouth upon hers, kissing her with a wantonness not felt in years. She returned his kiss and soon melted in his arms. Her loins stirred, her heart raced. From his lusty grip there was no release, unless he did the releasing.

    Michelle felt something inside her turn, like an instinctive change. She felt herself surrenduring to him completely. Moaning to his kiss, she wanted more than ever to feel his arms, his hands, his kiss his everything, taking her as his own.

    The kiss ended, them both gasping and looking into each other's eyes.

    "Unzip me", he commanded. His arms released her, as if she had a new task.

    Michelle once again felt the jolt of electricity. She knew there was no turning back now.

    "Unzip me and take me out", he reiterated, adding "... on your knees."

    She looked down to his torso and fumbled silently for his belt. The rush of blood in her ears drowned out all other thoughts.

    "No... on your knees", he commanded.

    Michelle let out a moan, kicked off her pumps, then yielding to his desire, slowly sank to her knees. Her hands never let go of his belt and in a few more moments had unbuckled and released it. She then reached for the zipper handle and heard the sound as she tugged it down. In another moment of control, she opened his slacks and tugged them slightly. The slacks fell to his ankles, showing a dark plaid pair of boxers still in place. She gripped the hem of the boxers and pulled them slowly. Inch by inch she pulled them beneath his waist. Her gaze was fixed upon his manhood, to see just what he possessed. As she revealed the base, she could see such a thickness!

    Michelle let out a slight gasp, knowing she was going to feel something amazing in moments.

    Another tug and his cock sprung free from the waistband. Now given the opportunity to see in person, she gazed upon a shaft that in no way reflected what she's had before. His cock was sizeable, perhaps slightly longer than her husband's, but oh so thick! Michelle's hand released his boxers and reached for the thick shaft now erect before her. Her hand could not close around the girth!

    "Oh god" she moaned. She could feel wetness between her thighs instantly.

    "I've waited for this , Michelle. It's been a long time in coming", he said, feeling her hand exploring his cock.

    She trembled before him, thinking of what will happen.

    "Suck me. Please me, drain my balls."

    His command was exactly what she wanted.

    "Ohh my, that cock!" as she stared at it.

    "Kiss it", he commanded, watching her eyes gazing as his thick rod. Her hands wandered up and ran over his stomach and chest, feeling his physique through his dress shirt. In a realization of the pleasure ahead, her hands returned to herself, tugging at her breasts, kneeling before him. Finally, she glanced into his eyes and moved her lips forward.

    "I think you know how to please . Now show ..."

    In an instant, Michelle's hands lifted the shaft before her and she started with soft licks on the head and then down his hard cock. She returned to kissing the head, using loud smacks and wet touches. She then kissed it more deliberately, like she was making with his head.

    "Ohhhhh", he groaned, eyes rolling back in his head.

    She kissed his head again, then her tongue swirling around, wetting the whole surface. She moaned the scent of his musk.

    His hands laced in her hair as her kissing warmed his loins.

    She knew she had the right effect on him, because she felt his shaft growing to full thickness. This was a good thing and a bad thing, perhaps. She was beginning to think about how this was going to stretch her when he was deep inside. Briefly the thought passed through her mind that she was sucking on a county blue ribbon prized cucumber.

    Her big eyes looked up again and she resumed kissing and sucking on the head. She also barely managed to hold the thick shaft in her hands. Another instinct took over as she started to stroke his shaft softly.

    Then, holding the base in her hands, she opened her mouth fully and engulfed his shaft to the best of her ability. Slowly, not yet touching his shaft, she took in as much as she could, then softly closed her wetted lips around it. In silence she drew back up to the tip and released it with a soft pop.

    Michelle knew she had his attention, because his moan fell an octave lower and his grip in her hair twitched ever so slightly. 'Such a thick shaft!', she kept thinking.

    Again, still with her hands around the base, she opened her mouth and worked deep, trying to take in as much as she could. She felt the head touch the back of her mouth and she suppressed a wretch. She again closed on the shaft and let her soft suction do the rest. Again another moan of approval from above. Another soft pop.

    Her technique changed loosely as her hands released his shaft and lovingly gripped his ass. All mouth, no hands. His hands, laced in her hair, started a slow stroking rhythm, pushing her head down and drawing up. Her lips remained steadfast to his wet, glistening shaft. Time and time again, she let his head disappear in her eager mouth. She worked his shaft smoothly and hungrily, like she was born for this. She new his every movement and craved his taste.

    He moaned to her loving, submissive lips. His knees almost buckled, but he kept himself in place. Her head bobbed in front of him, loving him in her most intimate way. Her hands held him by his ass, her mouth working his shaft solo. Michelle was engrossed in the moment, sucking, lips tight to his skin and awaiting her reward.

    She felt him start pulsing, his breathing quickened....

    "Oh, fuck... swallow....."

    With that her reflexive swallowing started up, catching his seed flowing from him to her. She was dizzy, feeling the heat entering her throat. She wanted nothing more. She moaned between swallowing action, which intensified his climax. He nearly buckled, but she gripped his hips and held on, never detaching from his shaft.

    "Ohhhhhhhhhh!" he groaned with delight. She felt him falling slowly backward. She held on to him, but she couldn't hold him up any longer. He tumbled back to the chair and fell into it, his slacks and boxers still gathered at his feet.

    Michelle smiled in silence, tasting some of him still on her lips. She lifted from her haunches and crept over to him, catching his breath in the chair, head rocked back.

    After a moment of collecting themselves, he unbuttoned and removed his shirt, removed his shoes, socks, slacks, boxers and returned to the comfort of the chair. Michelle also reflexively removed her skirt and matching lace thong, kicking them off.

    "Come here", he crooked his finger, seeing her entire body for the first time.

    Michelle smirked as she climbed up and sat in his lap. She trembled, because his glistening shaft was inches away from her womb. His gruff hands reached up and caressed her breasts again.... another kiss on the mouth. Instinctively she started to grind on him. She wanted more.

    His hands quickly went from kneading her breasts to lifting her hips over him, centering her pussy over his erection and then lowering her straightaway. All her weight couldn't stop the impending penetration. She had but a moment to realize what came next, her eyes grew wider.

    The moment of penetration was a blinding shock. Her husband may have had the same length, but certainly did not have this man's girth. She let out a half-scream, half-moan. Her reaction wasn't going to change anything, for his shaft stretched her beyond expectation and she simply could not climb off. His hands held her hips tightly down now and there was no escape.

    "Now fuck me. Fuck me like you'll never have it again."

    Michelle's gaping mouth and closed eyes told him she was halfway between pain and heavenly pleasure and she was determined to make it the latter. She regained control of her body and her hips moved voluntarily again. The first stroke brought out a deep moan in Michelle. She concentrated to make a second stroke. His hands gripped her breasts like soft handles and she built a rhythm on top of him.

    After the initial shock had worn off, she was bouncing on his cock with an unsated lust. Each thrust brought her clit in contact with him and she could feel something building rather rapidly. Moaning in pitch. Gasping ensued quickly.

    She felt herself tingling with each growing stroke. Her breathing became uneven, her body shuddering. Mouth open, but no word could express her mortal pleasure gripping her entire frame.

    His hands released her breasts and gripped her ass. He firmly held her in place, feeling her walls clenching his cock deep inside. She finally released a wail of pleasure, her body wracking in place. Her hands both reached forward and dug into his chest as she shuddered. Waves of pleasure and release passed through her while he held her still and impaled. She didn't want to go anywhere else.

    A half minute passed as he held her in place, hips joined in locked passion. Her waves subsided and her body fell limp on top of him. On then did he release his grip on her. She was free to move, but didn't want to go anywhere. Her breathing subsided and she could finally move. She went to lift off him.

    "It's time for you to taste yourself, Michelle."

    She knew exactly what he meant and smiled. She lifted herself off him. As she looked at his cock, she realized "Hey, you're still hard..."

    "Yes, you had your climax and I was just getting hard again."

    She knelt before him, cradled by his legs and moved in to suck down his cock again. He again moaned deeply, hands lacing in her hair. She tasted her own juices on his cock and loved the tang added since her last licks. She was again focusing on releasing this man's seed. This was different this time because she had already impaled herself on this man and couldn't but help a passionate connection. She so much again wanted to bury him inside her, feeling his head pressing on her G. This renewed passion also unleashed a lust not felt in a long time. She was hooked.

    Michelle's mouth, now fully engaged in her lusts, opened fully and enveloped him. She pressed his head to the back of her mouth. She moaned and held him there. Then in a moment of clarity, she relaxed her throat and allowed it to open. In another moment, she held her breath and her lips pressed further to his root.

    "ohhhhh", he gasped, watching her renewed efforts.

    She drew up slowly, releasing his cock from her throat and sucked back to the tip.

    "Oh, god, babygirl, you know what likes."

    Her little ass up in the air and her tits pressed to his thighs, her lips slid down again. His legs wrap around her petite body, feet upon her ass. Her lips slid down nice and smooth and continued until they touched base again.

    "That's it. To the bed for sixty-."

    She lifted off him and went to the bed, tearing down the covers until there was nothing but pillows. He lifted from the chair and lie on the bed, his cock fully perpendicular and ready to continue. His feet nearly dangled off the bed while his head was near the top. She climbed on the bed, lowering herself to his willing mouth. All the while looking this thick tool she's been aching to release again.

    She resumed sucking on his shaft, carefully practicing her deep throat on him. It was a blissful feeling and she was perfectly happy in this practice. She flinched as she felt his tongue touching upon her clit, spread open as she lay over him. She released a moan upon his cock, not wanting to release him. Meanwhile, his tongue flicked gently upon her clit, then slid between her labia and inside. Soon his fingers joined in the rhythm. She felt herself grinding on top of his mouth and hands. Her moaning increased in spite of her efforts to bury his shaft. Their rhythms started to match, stroke for stroke, suck for suck, lick for lick. He found her G-spot, reaching inside and stroking harder, while she caressed him with soft lips. She felt the climax coming soon. Soon...

    As she withdrew his cock for just a moment, she felt the pulsing begin. She felt his cock, but it was too late, as his seed splashed upon her lips. This was too much. She felt herself explode in another climax, grinding on his . The intensity built after the first wave and she squirted on him. She screamed after that second wave. Her legs clenched on his torso. His jizz upon her neck now, in her hair, cheeks, shoulders. A mess ensued with their fluids eagerly shared and spilled.

    The last few moments of Michelle's ecstasy were a fury of her bucking in place, grabbing sheets, moaning, gasping. His spurts slowed, now oozing and to his stomach. She let a sigh and her body went limp, collapsing on him. She licked her lips and tasted his seed.

    For minutes, all that could be heard was the quiet humming of the air conditioner. Rushing in her ears. She started to feel an ache in her jaw. It was a satisfying ache, knowing she pleased a man and made sure he was drained. She had not lost one whit of her technique at all. Nothing but pleasures.

    She once again lifted herself from him and lie down beside him. Together, they dozed off in the cool and dark of the room.
    A Chance Meeting at the Mall
    Posted:May 15, 2021 7:30 pm
    Last Updated:Jun 18, 2021 4:40 am

    He sat there in the shopping mall, after having bought his collection of birthday cards and DVD's, reading the labels on each. The bench was a nice resting spot, since he had been on his feet all day at work and then walking around the mall. A little rest is always a good thing.

    Then she sat down beside him. At first he didn't notice, reading the DVD's, but then he looked up and noticed her sitting by his side. She seemed to be minding her own business, after all, it was a public bench. She was and attractive.

    "Hello there!" he broke the silence.

    She turned her head and looked over at him.

    "Hi" she managed to get and smiled him. She was looking him awkwardly long and he noticed. Looking closer, he noticed a worried look on her as well.

    "Can I help you?" he offered.

    "Umm, yeah, I think you could...", but then she stopped, but continued to gaze him.

    He noticed this time she was looking directly him, still worrying, and he smiled to disarm her.

    "What could I do for you, honey?"

    "My name is Jess."

    "And my name is Dan. What could I do for you, Jess?" he repeated, turning toward her.

    "I need a ride home, Dan. My girlfriend brought me, but she decided her boyfriend was more important and so she went with him to the park. I found after I texted her and she..." holding up her cellphone.

    "Say no more, Jess!" and he stood up, putting the contents back in the bag from the store.

    She seemed rather nonplussed about his eagerness, but she needed to get back.

    "Thank you so much, Dan!" she gushed, following him. He slowed to allow her to walk alongside him.

    As they walked alongside each other, out the door of the mall, he broke the silence.

    "I want you to hold my hand", as he extended his hand to her.

    "Excuse me?", she hesitated, but then she put her little hand in his.

    "It's for your safety, that no one feels they can just assume they can bother you. If they see us holding hands, they'll leave you alone."

    She felt security in his hand as they walked along, car after car out to his pickup truck. It was large and a little higher off the ground.

    The doors were unlocked as they approached and he opened the door. Because the step was so high, he had to lift her somewhat. His hand touched her bottom as he lifted her up. She moaned to his touch.

    He walked around to the driver side and climbed up in quickly. As he sat in the seat, he noticed she was sitting in the middle of the bench seat, not on the passenger side.

    "Well, hello. This may be a very nice ride home!" Dan smiled.

    He started the truck and looked her in the eyes, then touched her thigh. Her eyes got big for a moment as she realized the thrill she felt with his touch. She enjoyed his attention and didn't want it to end.

    After a few moments of his touch, he leaned toward her and kissed her gently on the lips. She moaned again to his kiss, so soft upon her mouth. Her hands touched on his in response.

    As they backed of the parking space she put her head on his shoulder and clung to his arm. She pressed her breasts, small and budding into his arm, feeling a closer connection.

    "Enjoying the ride?"

    She silently nodded her head.

    "I know why you asked for the ride..."

    She looked up him in silence as the truck slowly made its way through the parking lot.

    "You want to suck my cock."

    She felt and flushed his accusation. He was right, but he didn't have to say it that way! She remained silent, but then acceded his point by again silently nodding against his shoulder.

    "Have you ever done it before, Jess?"

    This time she shook her head 'no'.

    "Well you should learn sometime, don't you think?"

    She responded by pressing in on his shoulder more.

    "Let's start.... by you reaching down and touching my cock..."

    She didn't move.

    "Jess, it's not going to hurt you. Just..." and he gently pulled her hand free from his arm, guiding it downward, "there you go..." as he placed her hand upon the bulge in his jeans.

    She looked down and saw her hand was definitely upon his jeans. Again she felt and flushed, never having done this before.

    "Unzip ..." he commanded.

    She then found the zipper clasp and tugged it down, opening his jeans.

    "That's a good . Now reach in and pull my cock", he urged her.

    She gently reached inside and felt his penis inside, then started to lead it through the opening. the moment it was small. He smiled her as she was looking directly it.

    "What do you think?" he pressed her.

    "It's not what I expected. My girlfriends all said it would be huge, bigger than this..."

    "Well, give it time, Jess."

    As she was touching and moving it about, she noticed that it was actually getting bigger... and stiffer!

    "Now you see what your girlfriends were talking about.... Stroke it...."

    She looked up at him, then looked down. She willed her hands to start rubbing up and down on the shaft. They had traveled a few blocks away from the mall and she could see that he's turning on to the interstate, no idea where he's going.

    "You are taking me home, right?" she asked nervously.

    "Yes, but you haven't given me an yet."

    She told him the and realized they're not going in the right direction all. He took the next exit and turned around. Meanwhile she looked down again and saw it was much bigger than before!!

    "Kiss it."


    "Yes, that's the next step. In fact, I want to hear you kiss it and count loud... Kiss my cock until you have achieved thirty kisses."

    "Thirty? Really?"

    He guided her head downward toward his engorged cock...

    "Yes, honey, it's how you learn."

    The first kiss was slow, as if she was kissing her gross cousin. It was dry and it was quick.


    The next was not the same. A little slower, but still non-committal.


    "You're getting the hang of it, Jess."

    "Three" a little slower.

    "Four" slower still.

    "Five" and now it was getting louder, a wet kiss.

    "..." this time it was slow and it was with her lips parted slightly.

    "." more parting of the lips.

    This time Dan moaned as she was slowly moving closer to her stated purpose. She heard his moan.

    "." she opened her mouth further and found the head of his cock fit nicely between her lips.

    A louder moan as Dan controlled the truck neatly down the highway.

    "." she slipped it in her mouth more.

    "." she suddenly figured it and she slurped his cock loudly as she went full down on it. His head slipped past her lips and she engulfed what she could in her tiny mouth. A deep moan from Dan on that next suck.

    "Eleve...." and she was going down on his shaft, sucking wildly, bobbing her head slightly and knowing what she wanted to do. She started to understand that this must feel like when she was touching herself between her thighs and feeling the tingles of pleasure.

    She stopped counting, as she sucked, bobbed and slurped Dan's cock with greedy lust. He moaned with some of her motions, yet kept the truck stable on the highway. She could hear the blinker; they must be heading toward the exit.

    "Oh, fuck... Jess..." he gasped.

    Suddenly one hand left the steering wheel and grabbed her head. His body tensed and she felt something was going to happen. Moments later she felt hotness inside her mouth. He was filling her mouth and holding her in place!! She had no choice and started swallowing. He moaned deeply as more filled her tight little mouth. Jess swallowed and swallowed as his cock throbbed, slowly ebbing to the last spurt.

    "..." she looked up and smiled.

    He looked down her and was smiling.

    "Fuck, , you're a natural!"

    She gently tucked his cock back inside and carefully zipped him up. As she sat back up, she recognized the corner of her street.

    "Oh, let here!" she told him. He understood, she wouldn't want to be seen stepping of a stranger's car in front of the house.

    She hopped down from the tall truck and closed the door. Running around to the driver's side, she looked up as Dan rolled down the window.

    "Pick up the mall tomorrow, I think my friend will be leaving behind again" and she walked the sidewalk toward home.
    A Comparison of Tits
    Posted:May 15, 2021 7:28 pm
    Last Updated:Jun 18, 2021 4:40 am

    It was a and sunny and he was enjoying a nice off from his stressful job. Too many demands and too much led him to really want to just leave it all. His boss told him to take a few days off and just forget the job. "Come back Monday" he demanded.

    So, here he lies, on his lounge chair beside the pool, soaking up rays. With a good application of SPF 50, he drifted in and of sleep, enjoying the peace, enjoying the sounds and rejuvenating himself. Occasionally, he dreamt, other times he thought about his job. He'd rather be lying in a hammock snuggling with Katy Perry, watching as Mia Khalifa pleasured him with her ample tits and even sharing positions with the Olsen Twins in his king bed. All he needed now is an umbrella drink and he's in heaven.

    She tiptoed around the house, silently in her sneakers, peering around the back of the house. Her mission was innocently to see the exquisite statue rumored to be standing by the pool. Her girlfriend said a friend of a friend had spied a naked woman in white stone pouring water in the pool and she just HAD to see it!

    Lynn had made it this far, past the gate, not quite latched shut and around the back. She was relieved there was no to scare her off. As she rounded the last corner of the house, she saw the corner of the pool, but no statue. She had to make it a little farther around to catch a glimpse. Step by step, she saw more and more of the swimming pool. It was almost as big as the town pool where she and her friends learned swimming years back! The blue water was mesmerizing, the smell of the chlorine reminded her of summers past with her friends, lying on their towels and wishing the lifeguard would notice them.

    Lynn finally saw the statue! It was tall, about feet up. It was easy to notice because there was a stream of water pouring of a jug nestled a woman's arm. The woman looked like a Roman goddess, hair in a lovely pile on her head and shoulders, silent expression on her . The statue was also naked, just like her girlfriend had said! She's going to be famous in her , having ventured into a back yard to see a naked statue! The statue's tits weren't all that large though. She thought they would be humongous, like that of a true goddess. Kind of a disappointment.

    "Heck, MY tits are bigger than these", she mused, standing there hands on hips.

    "Excuse me?" she heard coming from behind her. A man's voice, clear and calm. Suddenly the hair on the back of her neck had stood up and she knew she was dead!

    Slowly she turned her head and noticed she was not alone. It's not as if he had somehow walked in on her, because she noticed he was lying on a lounge chair closer to the house. How could she have walked around the house and not notice another person lying in plain view? She grew with embarrassment and felt a pit of anxiety in her stomach.

    "Turn around, please, so I may see if you're right..." he stated clearly, almost like a demand.

    Lynn had no choice but to fully turn around. She felt strangely uncomfortable as she made the turn, realizing she's letting a grownup deliberately her body. He didn't seem embarrassed or ashamed in making his statement. He wanted to see and he was going to ask.

    She stood fully facing him and now returning his gaze. She saw an older man lying there, some magazines dropped on the concrete beside his chair and an empty glass on the table beside him. She looked at his body as well and saw that he was fit and healthy looking, even though he had a few gray hairs. She also noticed that he was wearing a swimsuit. As she stood there, burning with embarrassment, Lynn also noticed the swimsuit seems to be hiding his erection, not that she's ever seen one before. She remembers the boys at the town pool running around with boners too, but this seemed different. He wasn't trying to hide it.

    "Mmm, yes, I do believe you're right, you DO have bigger tits than my statue", spoken with a calm matter-of-fact tone of voice. He leaned up and hitched up the back of his chair to get a better look.

    Lynn looked down at her own chest. By instinct she felt she was being sized up by a stranger she didn't know and in reaction, she slouched her shoulders.

    "No, no, you cannot do that. It's bad for your back", he scolded her, "Shoulders back, chest , lady."

    Lynn felt power in this man's words and felt she had no choice but to follow orders. She pulled back on her shoulders and once again her breasts were standing forward. Without a doubt, this lady had blossomed early and was putting his statue to shame.

    "Yes, that's better. Please, sit...", he pointed to a chair beside the patio table.

    Lynn obliged and sat humbly in the chair. Without knowing it, her eyes once again cast upon his swim trunks, as if she couldn't take her eyes off the bulge he had.

    "And now, please, lady, can you explain to why it is that you're in my back yard?" he remained sitting, but watching her squirm in her chair.

    "Please, mister... I heard about the statue... my friends dared to come and see... they're waiting for me back home... Please don't get me in trouble!" she practically begged. Her eyes never met his though, she was ashamed. Instead, she was looking his swim trunks.

    "Relax, hon, you're not in trouble. I just felt a little invaded in my privacy."

    With that he stood, yawned and stretched, walking to a small wet bar by the house. He returned with a pitcher and a second glass. Even as he walked, his bulge seemed larger than when he lie down.

    "Lemonade?" he offered. She nodded in silence.

    He poured in to his glass and then the second glass. He stepped toward her and handed it to her.

    " starting to get the feeling you're more interested in something else than that statue's tits", he mused, noticing her stare once again.

    She realized she was caught in the act and her eyes leapt to the patio floor. Not a word.

    "It's okay, you've seen the sex ed classes. You know what's going on. It's just that once again, you caught me in the middle of a sweet daydream."

    "The guys at the pool would adjust their swim trunks whenever they got of the pool. They would try to hide them."

    "Yes, the guys the pool, they're your age?"

    Lynn nodded.

    "And what is your age now?"

    " eighteen."

    "Ah, eighteen! I remember that age! That's when I discovered the girls too. Those were good years..."

    He lie back down on his recliner, seemingly paying no more attention to this in his back yard. Awkwardly she took a sip of her cool lemonade and watched him lying there just a few feet away.

    "You're really curious, aren't you?" he prodded after the silence.

    "Well, I uh.... "

    "Never saw a penis before?" his eyes still closed.

    She burned with embarrassment to such a blunt question, looking straight at her lemonade.

    "You're lucky!"

    She looked over at him at this last phrase and wondered even more what was those swim trunks.

    "Tell you what, if you can get up the nerve to untie my swim trunks, you may see it." he never moved.

    Soon she was trembling at this offer. The girls in would give anything to see here! She drank her lemonade quickly and thought about it. The thinking did not take long, because she decided this was too good an offer to let pass. She put the empty glass on the table and went over to his lounge chair. The drawstring was clean and white and simply laying in a neat bow on the front of his trunks. She glanced up at his eyes, still closed. Was he asleep?

    "Have you decided, lady?" through his close eyes. She instantly retracted her hands.

    "I... I... want to see it", she stammered .

    "Then pull the string, loosen my shorts and pull them down. It's that simple."

    She once again advanced her hands, this time finding the end of the drawstring, she gingerly lifted it up and pulled. The knot gave way with little force. She breathed deep. Then with both hands, she lightly gripped the waistband and opened the trunks so they could move. Then she reached down to the hem of the shorts and pulled them toward his knees.

    She looked in silence. She gazed at his manhood, which pretty much matched descriptions the boys shared in study hall, but this was larger than she expected. It was long, straight and appeared to be floating in space, not simply lying on him. She thought perhaps this is what it's supposed to look like.

    "So what do you think?" he simply asked, eyes still closed.

    "Well, it's larger than I expected. I have to say though, it kinda looks ugly too."

    He laughed at her candid commentary. Finally his eyes opened and he looked at her.

    "Yes, I suppose it is ugly", he mused.

    She simply looked and kept her hands to herself.

    "Now you should take the moment to touch it."

    "Wha-what? TOUCH it??" she gaped.

    He simply nodded, smiling at her.

    "But, what if..."

    "Look, you've already come this far, you might as well satisfy your curiousity, right? Touch it!" he urged.

    She looked down at it again and her hand touched upon it within seconds. Parts were very hard, as if it really did have bone in it, like her arm. Near the tip it was not so hard, but rather blunt. He moaned slightly.

    "So, NOW what do you think?", he pressed for a reason.

    "It feels very different, kind of hard like the boys a bone..." she moved it over, side to side, looking.

    "Yes, a boner."

    "...and it feels a little softer the top..." and she touched upon it.

    "The head", he corrected her.

    "...the head. My one girlfriend says she has touched her boyfriend's boner a lot. She says it feels wonderful in her hand, but..." and she stopped.

    "But what?"

    "...she says it is nice to touch with her hands, but she says she puts it in her mouth too", and Lynn made a , but never let go of his penis.

    "Ahh, the is learning about that..." and he smiled, saying no more.

    "Learning about what?" her curiosity begged.

    "Well, your friend is learning about what makes the man... how do I put this.... happy."

    "She says that her boyfriend likes it a lot, so she puts it in her mouth a lot."

    Again, another knowing smile and he nodded.

    "So, I don't get it. What's so great about this boner and wanting to put it in her mouth?"

    "You're full of questions, aren't you?"

    "I don't get it!"

    "Perhaps you should try. Have you considered that?"

    Lynn froze in place, still holding his erect cock in her hands. She looked down at it closely and then back at him.

    "Are you saying I can put THAT in my mouth?"

    "Well, let's start out with something simple. Wet your hand and then wrap your wet fingers around my boner."

    One hand went to her mouth and she spit in her palm. The wet hand returned to his cock and she instinctually started rubbing up and down slowly on it. He moaned and smiled.

    "See? You're learning already."

    "Learning what?" with a puzzled look on her .

    "You're learning what pleases . Believe , honey, that feels good", and he once again closed his eyes.

    She continued to gently touch and stroke him, looking intently at his manhood with every touch and turn. Then silently she lowered head cautiously closer.

    "That's it..."

    His words encouraged her and she bent down and kissed it gently. Again, the man moaned in reaction.

    "You like that?!" she asked incredulously staring back at his closed eyes.

    "You're learning", was all he offered, "Your hands and your mouth can provide more pleasure than you realize."

    She looked back down at his cock once again and resumed her gentle stroking on it.

    "So, it's not just that the other girls put it in their mouths, but they actually lick and stroke it at the same time?" she asked in curiosity.

    "Yes, you are a very smart lady. Go ahead, try stroking with your lips. The slowest of motion is often the most intense."

    She lowered closer and kissed it. She was slow, not knowing just what would happen. It was hard to her lips and she was quick. She tried again, the next slower and still non-committal.

    "You're getting the hang of it", he opened his eyes and watched her intently.

    The next was slower and louder, a wet kiss. She tried a gentle suction upon the bare skin. He squirmed in pleasure. She smiled, looking up at him. She kissed him again, while watching his eyes. She was slow with her lips parted slightly. This time he moaned deeper, as she was slowly progressing toward her stated purpose. She heard his moan.

    Looking down again, she opened her mouth further and found the head of his cock fit nicely between her lips. It was not unpleasant. In fact, she could see how her friends would like to do this. A louder moan as he dropped his head back on the lounge chair.

    Gathering courage, she opened her mouth even further and slipped it deeper in her mouth. In that moment, she suddenly figured it out and she slurped his cock loudly as she went full down on it. His head slipped past her lips and she engulfed what she could in her tiny mouth. She could feel an emotion of power and pleasure in the connection she suddenly felt.

    "Oh, fuck!" he squirmed on the chair more and his hand involuntarily reached to her head. He stroked her hair while she held his cock in her mouth.

    She was going down on his shaft, sucking wildly, bobbing her head slightly and knowing what she wanted to do. She started to understand this is the feeling when she touched herself at night.

    She took a breath and continued sucking, bobbing and slurped this older man's cock with greedy lust.

    "Oh, fuck... Lynn..." he gasped.

    Suddenly the hand stroking her hair had grabbed her head. His body tensed and she felt him bucking in his lounge. Moments later she felt him explode inside her mouth. He was filling her mouth and holding her head there!! She had no choice and started swallowing. He moaned deeply as more filled her tight little mouth. Lynn swallowed and swallowed as his cock throbbed, slowly ebbing to the last spurt.

    She realized he had no more flowing, so she released his shaft to the afternoon air. Wow! She never expected that, but what an exciting feeling it gave her, and look at him!! She was hooked.

    "So, THAT's what my girlfriends were talking about!" she spoke as a matter of fact.

    He couldn't move. He lay there, spent. He released her hair and flopped on the lounge.

    "Do you think guys my age are any different than you?" she asked, exploring further.

    After a moment of blissful pleasure, he regathered himself and stroked her hair.

    "There wouldn't be a lot of difference in their reaction, I can say that, but I would imagine mine is simply larger than theirs and that I would be much more experienced."

    "Experience is good, right? Can I do it again?" she asked.

    "Yes, experiences is very good. Remember just as you have just given me pleasure, I can give back!"

    Lynn sat upright and looked him in the eyes. He nodded in response to her look and suddenly so many ideas filled her head. She was imagining just how a man could make her feel any better than what she did in her bed alone at night.

    "Tell you what, lady who walked in my back yard", he smiled, "you may have just stumbled into a garden of fun this summer. It just may be the best thing that happened to both of us. In the meantime, do it again and get your practice."

    She once again started by kissing his soft cock, working it up to full attention again....

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