Besides, they might not discipline you if they think that I already did. What’s with the elf outfit, by the way? Meeting with Santa? Or is this a co...splay thing?” Damien teased her, though his boner under the desk was affected by how sexy and cute she was in that costume.“Thank you, but we both know why you want to cover my ass. You think it’s a sweet one. You also like my legs, ergo your obvious discomfort, which to me indicates a hard-on. Look, I’m a married woman, but I am rather flattered by. ‘Look at the size of his cock’, she said. I turned and yep it was massive. Far longer and thicker than mine. ‘Think I should help them?' Well, I wasn’t expecting that question that’s for sure. ‘Only a wank,’ she continued. My cock seemed to get even harder if that was even possible. ‘If you want sweets,’ I replied.Still naked, she moved to the door and opened it. ‘Want a hand lads?'Not sure who was most shocked, me or the lads. Anyway, she reached out and tried to put her hand rounds this. And to know you're in love with me makes me the happiest man alive. I love you.” The tears that well in her eyes cause her to blush. I kiss them away, before my lips lock back with hers. Our pace is gentle, slow, riding every inch of me. My hands hold her hips, guiding her up and down onto my shaft. Gripping onto me tightly with all she has, she rides me perfectly. The sensation of her silky smooth skin against mine feels wonderful, I want all over her. Our bodies move together, holding onto. That surprised me.My big fear was that someone would recognize me. My friends and coworkers probably wouldn't be on this site, but you never know. So I made my first date with a black guy. I mean, if you're going to suck a cock, what difference does it make what color it is? The advantage was that most of my friends were not black. I parked at a Wal-Mart and walked four blocks toward his apartment. The teenagers who saw me probably pegged me as a drug customer. On the other hand, maybe they.