. everything.”“Of Truth?”“Yeah. I know it’s not happening.”“Not for now,” I clarified. “But that’s okay.”“So forget the pictur...e. It was the wrong thing to do.”“Don’t sweat it. I wasn’t asking because I was feeling weird about it. Just was wondering how it came about, that’s all.”“Okay.”“I mean, you still want to be with me, right?”“Matt, you mean the world to me! Of course I do,” she said earnestly.“And I want to be with you too.”“Sorry that I’ve been a bit down. It’s ... been a hard week,. Olive brown skin, dark black hair, she was about 5' 9-10" tall. Her legs were almost golden in the sun, looking almost as long as the rest of her body. He knew it was an illusion, but their straightness also drew his attention. She wore tight, almost too revealing red shorts, and a halter top which restrained what appeared to be very pleasant assets. Some kind of silver jewelry graced her neck, the end of which was secluded among those same assets.Bob wondered what she would sound like in. I then slowly slid my hand down, opening Dave's fly, and stuck it down his shorts. His cock was already becoming erect and got harder as I tugged on it.It got bigger and bigger and felt fucking huge in my hand! We kept kissing and I began to wonder just how big it actually would get, and then resolved to find out.I pulled away and crouched down. I then pulled his shorts down, happily finding he went full commando, and I had certainly called it, wow was it big! It was long—close to ten inches or. " This isn't all that short," Isla replies."Well, it's shorter than mine is now. I think it will look nice like that and it will be short enough for what I want." OK," says Isla, "let's go with that." She seems abrupt. I wonder how much of this has been all set up by Inward Bound, but I'm not all that brave at the hairdressers at the best of times. Isla sweeps a black sheet across me and goes to work washing the chlorinated water out of my hair before setting to with comb, scissors and.