If you were with many girls, how can it ever be special for you?”She had a VERY good point, and I didn’t have a good answer; in fact, I had NO ans...wer when it came right down to it. Or did I? There was ONE person with whom it was very different and very special - Milena. That was true, even compared to my first time with Jocelyn in Cincinnati. And it had been the true emotional, spiritual, mental, and, yes, romantic connection I’d had with Milena that had made it better. And, to my surprise, as. Isaac was referring to how Valerie loved to walk with her butt swaying and jiggling temptingly, with her legs more spread than they would be naturally. She was fully aware of how much of a turn on this was, but always persisted with it as she felt safe under her clothes all the time anyway. Mostly in school, she loved to sit with her knees shoulder-width apart, teasing the younger losers around her. Naturally when she went out with her shorter skirts and dresses, she refrained from doing so.. We went and had a bite to eat before heading back to the farm. "So, what did you get at the dress shop, Liz?" "I got a new pair of jeans - my old ones were getting pretty worn out and raggedy. I got a new top and a couple other things as well." "That's good - it's been awhile since you spent any money on yourself and you've been working hard on the farm. You deserve to treat yourself," he said. "Thanks, Charlie," I said, smiling at him. That made me feel good. We finished our lunch and then. Her hands couldn't even wrap the entire way around it. Not even close.She massaged his black beauty with both hands and still didn't cover half its length. Placing her hands against his chest again, she pushed him back so he was sitting at the edge of the bed.Her hands immediately returned to his cock. She stroked it a few times and I prepared to watch another hand job. Only this time, I know it is my wife who's jacking Charlie off. It made it even more arousing.She stroked his cock gently. Her.