My sexual outlet is masturbation fueled by unrealistic fantasies from what I read and write.With masturbation I have complete control as does everyone.... Now everything is happing so fast and spontaneously. I am totally out of control and loving it?. what an idea for a story this would make. "I really have to go, my beautiful Lady, remember what I told you."After he left I drove to the drugstore to purchase new hi-tech razors and shaving cream, shampoos and conditioners, plus everything else I. If it works on you the way it affects me, you are going to be hungry for more of dad’s cream, sort of like a drug addict craves junk.“All I can tell you, sis, is that nobody else can satisfy your cravings once you get dad’s spunk inside you. Don’t even bother trying to find a guy with a bigger dick. It has nothing to do with size, it’s the chemicals in dad’s semen and how he uses his big dick to fuck you.”I thought Jane was just fucking with my mind, so I ignored her warning.I started ordering. We live in the same country opposite coasts. I find him virtually sexy. Mid 30’s, Caucasian and English speaking = 2 requisites for me because 1- the opposite skin color is a killer stimulation when skin to skin contact is done while fucking, let alone peeking at little drops of sweat running on our skins when hardly fucking. 2- I make love in English.I’m wondering if a man’s stamina in his mid 30’s is close or far away from the burning testosterone symptoms from men in their 40’s. Those in. She had a sudden thought. It was Bobby’s word against hers! There was no proof ... no real evidence. She wondered suddenly how he had known. He must have seen something. She’d have to figure out what that was and correct it. Will would have to sleep in his own room for a while. She couldn’t imagine who might come to investigate, but if they did, there would be no evidence to find. She’d make sure of that!Feeling much better, she got up. Hope had returned to her. She had a mission, a mission to.