They were good years for her, in part because I cared about her. The home she was in was well run and she was happy there. I seldom missed a day to go... see her. I would kiss her when I came in and I would receive a kiss when I left her.Jim and I went in on a Sunday afternoon. "Hi Randy, today is our sixth anniversary. We lived through a tornado together on this date and these have been the happiest years of my life. I think God sent you that day to be with me to ride out the storm."Millie. Many women come here to look for a guy with a big cock." and he pointed to a guy in the corner. "He has exactly what you want, but I warn you. Not all women can take what they think they want."The tequila was really hitting now and I felt a wobble as I stood to walk over to him. When I got there, I said, "I want you to fuck me." He looked at me and said, "No problem." He put his drink down and went to take my hand. I stopped him and said, "Wait, I have a special request. I want you to do it in. .. we should have done this all along ... months ago!” Kara, now at the bottom of the heap, declared as she came from the great feeling of Dana’s fake cock in her tush.“You got that right,” Dana gasped, as she came and I exploded in her sweet Irish ass.“Hell, yeah!” I exclaimed as Carlos finished inside me ... shooting his load toward my prostate.“Well, well ... such a fine dick ... God, I love that you finally took my ass the way that you should ... You own it, after all. It’s yours. Always. Nothing formal.” “Okay, Nat,” she grinned, saying my name slowly, thoughtfully, as if testing if it was okay for her to use, if I was suitable for her plans. God, she was sexy. As she took my hand and I felt the soft warmth of her skin, my cock was already a stiff erect throbbing shaft in my pants. I squirmed a little, hoping it was not tenting the front of my trousers noticeably. “I’m Gina,” she nodded. “Here for the house share.” “You mean to be my lodger.” She smiled, looking round the.