For almost a month straight, my phone was going fucking crazy, day in and day out. Everybody instantaneously loved "Caramel", wanted to fill their swe...et tooth by "tasting the Caramel", I mean I've heard all kinds of shit from people. I never would let a dude do shit to me because mind you, I had just started dressing like this, and I didn't know how to play the part just yet you know. Until one day, I was docking out with a good friend of mine at his house for a while, and this older white man. I gave her a pint, wishing that it was my cream I could give her. Her name was Sonia, her Brother, Justin, came here for him to see his family, who she did not get on with. I suggested that if she was at a loose end she could come and play cards with me, she looked up at my body but stopped when her eyes met my crutch, I realised why, My dick had risen to make a small tent at the front. She disappeared said she would be back later. About half an hour later a motor caravan arrived with a huge. I won't leave you. You were just havin' a bad dream," he said as calmly as he could muster. Karen sat up and put her hand on his chest, over his heart. "Thank God. It was only a dream. A terrible dream." She threw her arms around him and held him, her tears running down his muscled chest. She held him as tight as she could, just to make sure that he couldn't possibly be taken away from her. Kenneth stroked her hair and made comforting sounds, not knowing what else to do. Despite how concerned. A soft moan escapes from my lips as I watch Rick’s jerking movements get faster and more insistent. He’s breathing heavy now as he watches me pleasure myself. The funny thing is I’m getting off more on watching him than anything I’m doing with my hand, but the pleasure on my face is enough for him. “Come here,” he says hoarsely. “But grab a condom from the bathroom first.” “You don’t need one, unless you just want to,” I tell him. “I’m on the pill, and we’re both healthy, right?” He nods.