I held that magic garment up to the window and could see through it like I was in a fog. I brought it down to my little cock and the cool slippery fab...ric touched the tip of my cock and I felt a chill run up my spine. This felt nothing like when my fingers touched that stiff little thing and I loved it. I pulled it back and forth watching the little mushroom shaped tip slide across the pure white fabric. I loved this new feeling and sort of lost track of where I was as the pleasure I felt ran. These are the ideal traits that men desire in order for their ladies to bear him offsprings. There are many historical evidence and artifacts pertaining to these traits from ancient statues built from sculptors. Their art/literature speaks for itself. If we were to do an Internet search about “fertile women statue,” then it will be obvious as to what you’ll discover. However, this individual that I am about to share here is not a biological female. She is rather a crossdresser and/or a possible. Maybe I could exceed it? The thought of being fucked takes over, and lewd images come to the forefront of my mind as I begin the arduous job of waxing his car with a hard-on.I hope he remembers what we spoke about last night before we ruined it by angering each other. I signed the agreement, hoping that selfishly abandoning myself to lust will lead to a simple relationship with fewer stresses in it like he promised. Of course, when my daughter is finally returned to my life, my priority would. " Holy shit..." I turned into the next exit, crossed over and went back the other way. "It's your fault -- you shouldn't tell a guy a story like that while he's driving." You asked for it. Now, your turn to tell me about yours." Mine was pretty dull compared to yours. I was a bit of a weakling in junior high and they picked on me in gym class. I decided to do some working out -- I put on a pair of boxers and was doing some calisthenics. I think the hem of the boxers rubbed me the right way and.