I thought the fucker was never going to cum. How do you put up with that when he just rasps away for hours on end?”“He doesn’t do that with me. ...If it’s not over in five minutes, he has to go to the bathroom and pull himself off. A couple of times he went too long and it was like I got carpet burn in the pussy. It took a week for it to heal. It doesn’t happen anymore, I can tell you.”I couldn’t help myself, “I know what to buy you for your birthday next week. I’ll get one of those egg timers. He got to the bathroom, set his hands on the tiny sink, and looked into the tiny, warped mirror. Looked like shit. Felt like shit. Everything was shit.“What ... the fuck was that?” He held a hand up to his face, stared into the mirror, and cradled his jaw. No idea, no idea what that fucking was. The dream was vivid, blatant. His dreams often were, since the changes had started hitting him. There was usually a voice in his dreams, and it talked to him, that much he managed to wrap his mind. She had been thinking of attending her 10th High School reunion and was reluctant to go when her cell phone rang. Her best friend of almost 20 years was on the phone excitedly telling her she needed to attend and wouldn’t say why.”Lisa, just tell me the big news now!” Demanded Melissa.”No Way!” Lisa told her.”You are just going to have to come to the reunion to find out.” Lisa emphasized on the Her word “Come” as something more but wouldn’t tell Melissa anything.”You are going to lose your mind. That wss her very first time to cum. She was 14 then.Then one day when she was 15 we were there alone in the furniture store and we decided to fuck. But for some stupid reason we were standing up and I was behind her. And it was dark. So I put my huge 24inch long 6inch diameter pecker inside her hot little (and it was: she was about 4'-10"', I was 5"11") body and asked her if it hurt, she said only a little, I pulled out made myself wetter and went back in. She seemed satisfied, so I kept.