The shaft measured 7-1/4” long, and 1-1/4” thick at the head and the base. He couldn’t sit on that fellow with just simple discomfort; it made h...im gasp and go bug-eyed. He loved sitting on it though.He’d come within moments of having anal sex with Jonathan’s father. Mr. Wiley put him doggie on his leather couch, worked his jeans and underwear down to his knees, and had Noah spread his cheeks so Mr. Wiley could lube his virgin anus with I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter. Mr. Wiley had the tub of. “Oh yes! Kush — is that cool?” she said.I nodded. We exchanged numbers and talked about stuff on the bus stop until her father came. He thanked me and offered to drop me too.After this incident, we became friends and started chatting late nights on WhatsApp and phone. She shared all her secrets with me and I opened myself to her. Something which I find very difficult with other people. One thing I liked about her was the frankness which she had with me. She was otherwise a very shy person.We. Smith's hands trailing over her stomach and hip bones, then tracing over her thighs before inching slowly upward towards her wet slit. Her hands followed where her mind was taking her, and soon her fingertip grazed the slick entrance to her cunt. Spreading her lips with one hand, she began rubbing her clit in slow, circular motions with the other, her fingertips teasing over her sensitized flesh.Her hips began undulating slowly as she ground her pussy against her fingers, continuing to play. It was all I needed.After an hour's work out I felt better, so I went to find the sauna. I’d read how they were popular in places like Sweden. With my Nordic heritage, I figured I should try one.Stripping to my shorts, I grabbed a guest towel and found the sauna’s wooden door down the back hallway.Blistering wood-smelling air blasted me when I heaved open the door. A single dim bulb lit bare pine walls and benches.Only after I closed the door did I realize I wasn’t alone. The dark woman sat on.