"Jack forced a brief smile. "No, I wouldn't cheat on you. But you see why I couldn't tell you." Lucy ran her hands through her hair and looked at her ...partner with a smile. "You see why when I said I don't mind what size breasts you have, I mean it."Lucy spluttered. "Well..." The human body is nice, no matter what. I'd love to see all of you," he told her and Lucy took another gulp of wine."I can't," she muttered and Olivia looked up from the floor, her legs crossed."Well I am a 32AA," Olivia. ..not yet. But. He now liked the look of it. That was enough. Grabbing the base of his cock with one hand and cheek in the other to steady himself, he positioned the tip of is cock just outside that little rose of flesh. “Tell me what you want,” he said, “You need to tell me it’s mine.”“I want you to fuck me. It’s yours, I’m so fucking yours…” she insisted, now leading his cock into her. He obliged. Her juices were so ample, it was wet enough to take his throbbing head, to push in easily. “Oh. I’m his Canadian Chocolat.Not being certain if his sexy-ly dirty as I am, I started reading his stories and got excited. As usual at one point thru the provoked stimulation, I started feeling those automatic and resilient in and out waves inside my cunt and the surrounding of my pussy lips. He surely has his trademark for words that makes my mind, my thoughts, everything including my neurons run like food in a mixer for a purée.I left my pc for a few hours for diner and came back. I found such. .. it sort of ruins my tough guy image, you see."I laughed. "I think the flowered apron you wore tonight might have shot the 'tough guy' thing down already. Come on, spit it out."He paused for a moment. "Reginald," Adam said softly. "And don't laugh!"I smothered my giggles into the sofa. "Reginald? Adam Reginald Brooks? Good Lord, that sounds pretentious." Thanks," Adam said bitterly. "I was named after my grandfather." I'm sorry," I said sheepishly when the laughter subsided. "It's not that.