What do you think were doing for our next speech?” just trying to make small talk. She looked up for a moment, thinking. Replying, she said, “Well..., I heard from my friend that her speech class is doing “how-to” speeches. I guess you just have to give a speech to the class about how to do something. Sounds easy enough, right?” I replied, “That’s the problem; with Mr. Tyler, nothing was ever simple.” We both had a laugh and crossed the crosswalk.We saw each other again in speech class about 10. > Read this in some femdom place in Second Life ages ago and thought I should share We knew what we were there for, a hot night of Monica getting her brains fucked out of her and the lingerie just made it all the more sexy. Her colors were, red, black, pink and as I use to put it, virgin white. She would ask me what color to wear for her bull for that night or, day, I sometimes had her alternate, black stockings suspenders with white panties, white with black or red panties etc.After the initial greeting, chats James would shower as he usually came straight from work, when. I ran my finger down the center all the way from the base to the cockhead. Then I let go and watched the giant cock fly up and slap him in the stomach with a loud “whack”. We both laughed, so I did it one more time.OK, the tension was broken and I was ready to enjoy this. I grasped the swollen shaft in both hands and wrapped my fingers around it. His cock shaft was bigger than my wrist, bigger than a coke can, and it was too thick for my fingers to wrap completely around. I held it.