I really love my girlfriend and I just can't keep doing this but I can't stop either.When I am between his legs I forget everything. My sole focus is ...the relationship between his cock and my mouth. It's really a beautiful dick. It's about 7 inches I think. Big enough around to feel ample in my mouth but not uncomfortable at all. He is cut and the head is plump and purple tinged. I love the taste of his pre-cum. Only slightly salty but with a sweet hint as well. I enjoy making it pearl up on the. ”I thought about that. I told Bobby to build a wall. When he said he had it, I took another picture of him.When we looked at it, he looked “dead”.“I called in sick,” said Melody, when I came out of the bathroom. I had taken a shower.“That’s two days in a row. Will that draw any attention?”“I told them I have the flu. People who have the flu are a pariah where I work. Don’t want some virus getting into the labs. I can probably milk it for two more days.”“What then?” I asked.“That was what I was. .." she said, suggestively, and Rich could feel his pants getting tighter.She leaned in for a kiss, a knowing smile on her lips, but Rich pushed her away. "What is wrong with you?" he said, suddenly emboldened.She looked stunned, like she'd forgotten where she was. "I'm not sure," she said, sullenly, her arms falling limp to her sides. She looked back up at him, her expression also hardening. "But I don't want to hear that from you of all people." She turned and started to walk again, and he. I zipped up my pants and walked back into the bedroom and when I looked at the bed I realized why she was so hesitant to let me use the toilet. Patricia had not one, not two, but three different sized vibrators lying on the bed next to a jar of Vaseline and what I thought might be nipple clamps. Well, well you just never know what a woman might be doing while her husband is away. With the goodies displayed out on her bed it was no wonder that it took her so long to answer the door and also why.