Both your hands go back to your boobs, massaging, pulling and pinching, and I stop rubbing my cock because i'm getting way to turned on and I don't wa...nna cum yet so I contend myself with just watching you play, while I wish I had a better angle so I could see your gorgeous little snatch as well as your luscious titties, and I don't have to wait too long before my prayers are answered.Suddenly you roll over onto your belly and turn side on to reach over towards your bedside table and from this. When done I knelt on my hands and knees on the over the couch and lifted my ass up in the air. He lifted up my skirt and moved my black thong aside and started slowly easing himself in. It took a little bit of time but even that was turning me on. He was rubbing the tip of his cock up and down my hole. Then it happened. I felt his nice mushroom shaped tip slowly parting my man pussy. With a small push his head was in. I've practiced with smaller dildos before, but never the real thing. I was. Something the size of an overgrown sea gull was diving at Potter's head from the rear. Bixby's stock went up a bit in my book when she let off a round of buckshot at the "bird" and managed to knock it out of the air. At least, she did her job and did not panic, though that scream may have had a little panic hidden in its depths.The bird dropped to the ground practically at my feet, and I had my first look at what we came to call a "gull" for lack of anything else to name it. Yes, the damned. I dropped my phone and buried myself under the duvet in horror. I should have kept reading the messages to the end. ‘You should have kept reading the messages to the end.’ It was Dan’s voice and it was in my room. I peered over my duvet. ‘If you’re trying to hide that is. If you did read to the end you’d know that you told me you’d leave the back door unlocked.’ Dan was very slight, messy blond hair, and he stood there in his usual jeans and tshirt. He slipped his shirt off and as I lay frozen.