He’s been away these last couple of weeks. So have I and I haven’t seen him for a little over a month. My attraction to him has become almost obse...ssive and it has been so hard to stop myself calling or texting him every second of the day. He is always present in my thoughts and, like I said before, it seems so hard to believe that such prolonged and intense sexual thoughts haven’t somehow reached him and made him feel the same towards me. I dress myself carefully, I am seeing him this evening. Thick fatty skin hanging down over a fat head that showed from under it. I took the shaft in my hand stocking it the head started to slide open from its cover OMFG it looked so amazing like a serpent crawling out of its hole. I held it upward sliding my tongue up over the underside of it as I looked into his eyes, then pulled it down kissing the pink head and taking it in my mouth. As I sucked it all I though about was all that thick meat hanging over it I took it down my throat as far as I. It did hurt a little but he was really slow and when they were finally all the way in he just held them there. The sensation was more than pleasant and I couldn't resist touching myself. I didn't wank for too long as I was worried about spilling cum onto Alan's sofa so I stopped before it was too late!Alan then said "I'd like to fuck your bottom if it's ok with you Simon" and although I was nervous and a bit worried how it would feel I was also excited and nodded my head and muttered "OK". Alan. How tight was my pussy. And he answered every one of them, while fondling my ass and running his fingers along the lips of my pussy. It seemed like an hour before he let me stand up, but it was probably only a few minutes. He told them the show was over. And I couldn’t face any of them, but since my eyes were lowered, I could see a lot of bulging trousers and jeans. Then he looked at me defiantly, as if daring me to make a scene, or call the police, or whatever. I stood there so confused, kind.