“Yeah?”Gilbert moaned unheard. “Um ... I wanna ask you something. Something ... something you might not like.”Ken glanced over at the skittish..., embarrassed tone of Gilbert’s voice. His brow furrowed seeing Gilbert’s uptight expression. “What?” he asked carefully.Suffering extreme anxiety, Gilbert blanched first, and then turned bright red. “Um...”Ken put the game on hold. “What the fuck’s going on? You okay, dude? Jesus, you look like someone about to ask...” Blinking, he leaned away. ‘Fuck me please’ she asked. ‘Darling’ she cried to me, ‘My body needs to be fucked. Tell him to fuuuuck me pleeeeease’.He now leant back, unzipped and unleashed his monster cock. Because it was pressed against her in his jeans, its magnitude was not visible. But now in the open, it was 10inch and thick. the feel of this against her crotch was what was driving her heat. When her eyes saw it showed wonder, fear, anticipation, and lust all at the same time. Her legs were weak and she collapsed. ’ Smiling at her ‘dear boy’ comment, Lynn opened the refrigerator door and spotted the wine. He looked at the shape and color of the bottle and did a double-take. It wasn’t just a bottle of wine — it was a bottle of Kendall-Jackson Grand Reserve from the central California coast staring at him. How could she have known it was his favorite? ‘Sam?’ ‘Geez Lynn, now what?’ Her impatience was emphasized by the sound of tongs dropping onto an empty plate. ‘You picked a Chardonnay, and it happens to. I felt the body in my arms swell, feltmuscles form under my hands, shoulder broaden, his bum shrank andtightened, but of course the most fundamental thing I noticed was asmall, limp thing that lay against the damp curls across my mound.It didn't stay small and soft for very long. With every one of hisheartbeats it grew between us and while I wondered if I shouldn't feelsome kind of male discomfort at having a guy in my arms, a guy I waskissing as passionately as when he had been a girl moments.