I can’t believe you brought me that much pleasure ... and all at once in such a wonderful setting as this huge bed. I love you. I really love you. Y...ou are so kind and caring.”“I love you, Kim. You are so special and trusting to let me do that to you ... for you. I know you were worried and nervous. I...”Kim interrupted, “I will never be worried with you again. I trust you more than anybody. I love you.” The sincerity in her words almost overpowered me. The look in her eyes telegraphed deep love. .. You get irritated when i use my phone, hate me being in touch with my friends all the time, loathe when i contact certain people.. yet you want me to do it more than usual, just to deliberately make you sick with jealousy. Is that it? You want me to make you feel in second place to everyone else? Is that it?' Er, yes, I replied. 'You want to feel cuckolded and dominated, without me even fucking anyone else, yes? Tell me John... what the fuck is in it for me so? If I'm doing this, I'm getting. Tall and lean, Elsa Flint was easy to spot descending from the bus, and RJ quietly fell into step behind her as she entered the building. RJ didn't look at Elsa, although he used the polished brass elevator door to admire the way her dress flowed over her breasts and hips and the green color accentuated her bobbed red hair. He found himself comparing Elsa's small breasts to his wife Harriet's pillowy bosom. Elsa's hips were slimmer as well but, RJ opined, there was cushion on the 20-year-old. I can’t remember exactly how many messages were in my inbox but if it was twelve, ten of them were the “Hey”. Jesus F. Christ!!! Some people are slack. In the past I’ve replied to a “Hey” with “Hey is what horses eat.” but this time I just deleted them.One reply did catch my attention though. “G’day Dave, looking great in that little speedo. My partner Matt and I would love to meet you. We both prefer being top, think you could handle us? Check out our profile for more details about us and feel.